Contego Caelus
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Last published Mon, Sep 14, 2015
In the shattered wasteland with no sun in sight the two figures sat, upon a jagged slab of stone that had long ago tumbled over. The wind sighed through the empty expanse, the dust motes that had drifted upon it settling over the surface of the desiccated land, adding yet another layer of film to the thick dirt that covered everything in the forgotten land.
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