あなた want to be there. あなた know あなた do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when あなた look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs あなた on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
The Land あなた thirst for has loomed at the 上, ページのトップへ of the mountain in Metopia for as long as あなた can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing 日 as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. あなた begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...
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