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... n: Rumpelstadt]
A faint exhale ghosted through the filters of his helm — a weary sigh.
("Three weeks, and I’ve made little progress. Hm.")
The thought drifted through his mind as his gaze — filtered through faint lenses — followed the dim expanse of the overcast sky. The light above was colorless, and almost mournful, as though the skies had been drained of life.
("This realm... I’ve been here before, haven’t I?")
He tilted his head slightly, as t ...
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