Fallout ✖️ The Pack

Fallout ✖️ The Pack

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❝ABOVE or BENEATH, we're all born from the same ground, and we all long for the same sky.❞ Even in the apocalypse, America soars its burning flag and capitalism makes jackets out of its falling ashes. __
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Moth

They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

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