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Wary pale crawled for stronghold, strained under the dominant, slow, unrestful, begins the rumble. Chaos now reigns, preparing adventure. The new Bold grasps and reels. The resistance lifts and fails, pale darkened. Fatal and blank. Peering as clarity rushes. No hold, no gate. Trespassing in the fresh world, survived Bold lives to steal a glance. Hesitates, strikes, stands. Down, the tainted weak. Seizing, the past white pours into the formed cave. Regimented, powered, the cave brimmed. Rising, unblemished, resown. Personal renown revivied, the poor strides past the new and to the old. Welcomed, she is happy.

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