Untitled -and Unfinished-It was a dark and stormy night. Or perhaps it was actually and bright and clear morning. It was hard to tell sometimes. The weather changed frequently, along with the narrator's mind. Because of these two things, no one was really ever sure what the weather was. At the moment, it appeared to be a sunny evening, with various flurries of snow. At least, where our story takes place, which is currently over a hill no larger than a small whale and no smaller than a large whale. A man sat on a hill, no larger than a small whale and no smaller than a large whalUntitled -and Unfinished-
GYAKUTEN SAIBAN.
Euphoric
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