Nahash
No one is perfect.
There is no man or woman who can claim such level of perfection.
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No one is perfect.
There is no man or woman who can claim such level of perfection.
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The last man stared out at the empty space that was the world.
No more cities left standing after the beginning of the end. Read the rest of this entry »
Strangers brought me in a cold, dark place.
The more I try to forget, the clearer the picture becomes. Read the rest of this entry »
There’s a dust devil tearing through the landscape.
It’s a terrifying sight, and it’s heading this way.
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