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The feast of Angels can only hold back the inevitable for so long.
The crack in the wall is wider than before, enough that there is the hint of light showing through from whatever is behind it.
Near the edge, a shaft of light breaks through at the corner and falls upon the man sitting...
Actually, never mind. There's no man there. And there never was. Ever.
[ooc: not referring to any specific character, since they never existed anyway and therefore never came to Milliways.]
The crack in the wall is wider than before, enough that there is the hint of light showing through from whatever is behind it.
Near the edge, a shaft of light breaks through at the corner and falls upon the man sitting...
Actually, never mind. There's no man there. And there never was. Ever.
[ooc: not referring to any specific character, since they never existed anyway and therefore never came to Milliways.]