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“Ying this” said Yang. His name is Maudlin. He can’t help it, he did not choose it, it was given to him. He is drawn, like a vivid butterfly daubed with life, to the dark and raging volcano. Blinded and burnt as it approaches, seared wings fizzle and disappear until nothing is left. Life dies [...]
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