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[Xenodaemon]

[align=center][div style="width: 435px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: verdana; line-height: 13px"]“FEAR. It follows beneath the sore feet that can only wander without a mere purpose, eyes that ever burn from the melted, dead dreams. It can smile like us, cry like us. When it carries our faces, it can do anything. Even when we wish to end it all out of fear to live more longer, how it is cruel that it can still keep us on the edge of living because it makes us afraid to die too, having us witness our terror slaughtering our hearts and stars. Beats slow down, lights fade out. We stand perfectly still, wondering if we are breathing, or if we are bleeding.”