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It seems this city is either calm or filled with death. There doesn't seem to be a mediator between the two...
When the water is calm, people wish for waves, but when waves come, people wish for calm.
I suppose in such a place where there is little to distract oneself with (aside from monsters), people can only complain.
Who are the dead?
When the water is calm, people wish for waves, but when waves come, people wish for calm.
I suppose in such a place where there is little to distract oneself with (aside from monsters), people can only complain.
Who are the dead?