Untiltled for the moment
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The monster sits, waits. He's getting restless, causing him to remember. Remembering isn't bad, except when it's a monster remembering. His particular memories are enough to make the sky weep and the ground shiver. And that's what they'll do, if The Monster lets them.
As the monster travels back in his memories, the nearest flower, miles away, begins to grow old, mould and die.
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