To move beyond my limit is challenging. Uselessness befowls the vicinity. Chaos consumes emptiness and before there is time to react we are choking on the blood of our flaws. What can I do? It’s hopeless.
But I can react! Xas said he will make a way! Let’s go!
Before you know it we were smoking again. The distinct pressure of the grass is all we need for speed. By the way, writing this down will help you. As progress ensues the smoke is overwhelming and the zombies can’t be stopped. Lashes and bites take humans. Gas is burning. Where are the facts?