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... down onto his feathers. It gave him the appearance of a calamity in the air — something that shouldn’t exist here.
He was like an anomaly — a beauty that defied the cruel nature of the Hollow World.
The blood ran down his feathers like water against a window, the forever spiraling vortex shooting out those eye-catching halos that illuminated his path.
With a flap of his wings, Roro burst faster throughout the skies. In no time, he found himself at the other side of the s ...
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