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The Chain of Legacies

From the Amniotic Crypt, the new Hannibal has risen. His army of cybernetic titans wriggling anxiously in the metal that bears them.
A Womb Basin of army men and paleontological wet dreams. Slick with blood. Gummed with grease.
The world is not disgusting enough for me. It’s Lethality has become charms and medals, parchments.
And I feared you on the foothills amongst the strong life. Bathing tonight in your green and white light and scriptural mutterings.
Written by Randon
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