Well, none of that happened. The world was still in the same chaos it had been in for the past fifty years. The sun still never shone, covered as it was under thick smog that was black as tar and reached deep into the lungs like poisonous tendrils, spreading a rattling cough among all those too poor to afford a proper mask.
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Re: Level 100 Farmer
Fantasy · John_Doever
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