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Mist of Time
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Nature the harbor, the only home, mercifully hugging fatal whispers in everyday breath.
March into it, into the sheltering mounts, into its rain and fog, chasing after the phantoms of
the lost.
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- Monthly Awards Oct 2024
- 371st
- Published
- 2024-10-26
- Updated
- 2024-10-26