Chương 150: Second Ever Poll: Tyrant

RANDOM PLACEHOLDER Wroooooooooooooom, beneath the bruised blue deep. Mmmmmwoooooooon, where the cold currents sleep. Ooooooaaaaaaah, through the cathedral of tide. Vrooooooooommm, with no small stars to guide. This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report. Huuuuuuuuuunh, from a heart the size of night. Rooooooowaaaaaah, fading past the last gray light. Mmmmmmmmooooo, to the moon-washed, empty foam. Whooooooooorrr, for the pod that did not come home.

Ooooooooouuummm, as the seabed learns to mourn. Wroooooooooooooom, until the dark is reborn. FAEL =