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In Loving Memory Of All The Children
Balorahm ponders, near the town of Evervillage
‘Let’s settle down for awhile. Let’s not occupy ourselves with ambitions. And all the other bad habits we’ve acquisitioned.
Let’s not push ourselves to the brink of extinction. Just examine the BRICKS, that built this village. Have we not maimed ourselves by being wise? Believing all those lies, in disguise?
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