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[The weather around camp has been growing increasingly odd, with the air feeling thicker and thicker by the day. The oddness by the barrier had begun to expand to camp at large - strange echos, odd bursts of light, and a general sense of dread permeating everything

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[watchesovoreyou]

...

[samsera]

...Angel.

[watchesovoreyou]

Seraphita.

[samsera]

You've returned?

[watchesovoreyou]

I suppose I have.

[samsera]

...I'm pleased to see you again.

[watchesovoreyou]

Hmm.

[samsera]

...where did you go?

[watchesovoreyou]

*inclines her head slightly*

Almost to the end, Seraphita.

[samsera]

Is there an end?

[watchesovoreyou]

Perhaps...what could be perceived as one. And perhaps not.

[samsera]

Cycles have never been known for halting.

[watchesovoreyou]

Now that...is a matter of perception.

[samsera]

How can it be? God does not have an end.

[watchesovoreyou]

But not all minds have a knowledge of God.

[samsera]

Perception. . .