He hated it. The dry winter desert. The chilly air. The sandstorms.
But this wasn't it, was it? What about the lush green forests, the vast plains, the serene coasts, and towering mountains.
Nature, undisturbed by others for miles. The loneliness Calahan felt he needed.
It couldn't be a lie. This wasteland wasn't all there was. All he had left for.
But this wasn't it, was it? What about the lush green forests, the vast plains, the serene coasts, and towering mountains.
Nature, undisturbed by others for miles. The loneliness Calahan felt he needed.
It couldn't be a lie. This wasteland wasn't all there was. All he had left for.
As of now, my life is quite irregular, even more so than usual. I may post frequently for a few days, then go slow for weeks. I'll try my best to reply within two weeks. Some threads, such as ones with many participants, may take priority over others. Thank you for understanding!
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