She swam. She swam even though they had come into the world, the abominable goliaths–having burst through the rips, the tears, and the thin spots in the floors of the seas and the fabric of the skies–and into the crowded cities. Still, she swam–and not to flee from them, mind you–her, funny enough, the only […]

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