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It was a world that shouldn't have existed. A world of many things that remained unknown to the human eye, yet still it lived on. It was certainly a world of curiosity, one that even I should not have seen. I had not been meant to see this world and its inhabitants, yet here I stood, watching every single one of them in the middle of their daily functions.
I sighed to myself, wondering how I ever got into this biologically and physiologically impossible world in the first place. I thought back to the day it all began, the day I discovered that we humans were indeed not alone at all. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
