The hype with not a single character type. Sans pen and paper nor a signature to witness the ubiquitous sickness of breached lies. Belies the greed of the numerous misdeeds upon our vital life's blank landscape of blissfully dreaming. Scheming to murder with a serrated knife slicing through without a tingle nor single nerve ending being disturbed, numbed. The signal to mingle with the bloody alarm to thy death will come, "We are slowly exsanguinating and will most assuredly die and ultimately fail." Sail the vast opaque oceans without a lifeboat to the various potions to heal; with high hopes to finally close the seal of this horrid Luciferian Deal.
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