intro #1
The sky, an endless plane on which we fall beneath. The sky, dark as ebony. We all fall in line as we see the ending come near. We stare up towards the endless oblivion looking for an end, looking for a begining. The never ending dimension we all see the way we have come, but never where we are. The privelage of few is the gift of seeing. Those granted may see into the darkest depths of hell into Dantes INferno and come out unscarred or not. We are all dying to live, yet living simply to die. So as we stare up into that never ending sky. We think to ourself of the ending of it all. Where we all die in a genicide of humanity. So we all tip our glasses goodbye for the last time, an ending fit for a king. An ending of all.
Le Blue Gummi Beawr Community Member 
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