The streets are gray, the fine drizzle like mist.If you don’t understand the tricks, just sit back and enjoy the show.But if the farce is all facade, why cry…
The streets are gray, the fine drizzle like mist.If you don’t understand the tricks, just sit back and enjoy the show.But if the farce is all facade, why cry…
Interesting that Fontaine’s plot has a memory thing. I would figure Sumeru would be the thoughts-and-brains nation.