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About MeThere is the one that was... really just a ghost now. There are the ones who remain... the strange angelic beast named after all that was left after the storm... and the Wolf... the left hand... the devourer. All of them speak. Will you hear their words? If you listen to their lessons... their pain and their darkness... you may hear what life is made of. Life... and madness.
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