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... bit of saying, Marching towards the apocalypse, almost like a personal mantra. Each day, as he set up camp before the sun dipped below the horizon, he would look out at the sky, taking in the intense red hue that filled it. To him, this fiery sight was quite the romantic notion. He viewed it as a symbol of unparalleled bravery and the utmost love one could feel, all against the backdrop of an ending world.
Unfortunately, bravery and love couldnt stop the inevitable hand of death. The ran ...
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