Half-sleepy, I create a galaxy for you, mountains of divisions, films of unstable evidences, some bridges-portals and stars of glances.
!! First w.i.p. !!
!! Second w.i.p. !!
And the last w.i.p :
Et bien-sûr, le final s'impose.
So long, Sailor.
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