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Categories: fantasy (fiction)
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Dusk falls, the afterglow did not into the darkness, the stars are bright, stirring up endless neon colors. Thin color gauze, such as smoke like arashi, converted to the hubbub of the world, just like the cold wind blowing scolding, rolled up a song of the cold days of the song, this is all unresolved destiny. Wind and dust fall to the ground, eventually return to the dust, Garland demon fans, but also endless phantom death .........