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The Salt Under My Skin Soviet Russia and The Order of... Skins: The Party Never Dies Underland Express Windcrick
"My skin was still. No longer tingling with nighttime sensations. The room became stifling. I walked out into the party I had crashed. No one had noticed before, no one noticed now."
When Mother Nature begins to wither away, she calls upon the descendants of ancient clans to fight against the Cruzzola; an age old rival against Humanity.
Good Evening. I am Jonathon the Promise. I will be your host for the evening. Perhaps I will be your master for eternity? Choose your words wisely...
I think you know me better than I thought...