The Glass City
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Do you believe in destiny? I didn't. In fact, I didn't believe in anything at all. I was nothing and so were my days left in the wretched dry lands. I merely waited for an end... Until of course I acted on a burning desire, the flame inside me that never allowed to be put out, the flame that brought an outsider like me to The Glass City; a city built on perfection, isolated from the likes of us and rendered indestructible. But then, of course, I entered. I will tear down these glass walls. Join me, friend.
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