it was a dark and stormy night. Well, it was always dark, and tumultuous, and nighttime, here. Here, the void, that existed before anything, and which continued to exist, around and through everything that came after it. The void from which each creator god had drawn forth their reality. The void into which each punitive god had banished their most hated opponents. The void, which spawned strange nightmares and illusions as naturally as breathing, threatening the Inner Realms. The void, which drives lesser minds mad and offers greater minds the privilege of infinite self reflection.
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Stoned evilish god lands in a mortal body in Harry Dresden’s Chicago
it was a dark and stormy night. Well, it was always dark, and tumultuous, and nighttime, here. Here, the void, that existed before anything, and which continued to exist, around and through everything that came after it. The void from which each creator god had drawn forth their reality. The void into which each punitive god had banished their most hated opponents. The void, which spawned strange nightmares and illusions as naturally as breathing, threatening the Inner Realms. The void, which drives lesser minds mad and offers greater minds the privilege of infinite self reflection. |
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a blunt in the bush is better than none
Stoned evilish god lands in a mortal body in Harry Dresden’s Chicago
It was a dark and stormy night. Well, it was always dark, and tumultuous, and nighttime, here. Here, the void, that existed before anything, and which continued to exist, around and through everything that came after it. The void from which each creator god had drawn forth their reality. The void into which each punitive god had banished their most hated opponents. The void, which spawned strange nightmares and illusions as naturally as breathing, threatening the Inner Realms. The void, which drives lesser minds mad and offers greater minds the privilege of infinite self reflection. |
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