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Modificato da Elegiac:
7/8/2013 1:54:04 PM
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The Squid that Holds the Sky.
As we inhale the gentle air of our domain, above us, further than your eyes can behold, floats the ephemeral, ethereal flesh of a titanic Squid. Sliding mysteriously backwards and forwards between the lands of scattered molecules that haunt the sky, and the realm of the ghostly physical through which a hand could pull. Its limbs run the length of the atmosphere like rivers of celestial blood. The Squid that holds the sky never moves; the Earth a liquid ball beneath it, slipping in circles. Anchor of the Universe, it waits calmly, and observes the hour.
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7 Rispostethe Squid was haunted by its fears, day and night were consumed within his grasp, He Pondered what would happen if the Sky, Took a form of its own, and then it hit him. The molecules from the dark bottomless pit layed the sky keeper that kept his books for all to see, until the Squid returns to finish the deed.
