that's when the others come. some to protect. some to destroy. some to distract. fiery cold disruptors all... no reticence, they are made of steel... barriers... yet the flit and fly once they make their cuts and then you can't find them again.
Who is in control? Some hidden sight deep within. What is in this? The nature of this darkened perceiver. Unknown. Unknown. Unknown.
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