The warehouse was emptier than he remembered. Multiple layers of dust have settled on all of the exposed surfaces, until the bare expanse of floor looked like it was covered in gray snow. The old couches were still present, but someone had shoved them into the far corner, war relics covered with off-white sheets full of crusty brown stains. The
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And this:
...almost remembering its true form before it was devoured by fire, pain and hate.
Almost.
Yeeeoch. But in a good way.
All in all... eeeeeeeeeee yay Brimstone fic!
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And I love that line..... Had to put it in.
xP
hopefully the next part won't take me too long to write, considering my keyboard's being a spaz
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