Fate turns like the spokes of a wheel, When the wheel is broken, The driver descends to replace it with a better, stronger one. Tools of speed will always be replaced, How sad is r How sad their shortness of life, they are like butterflies in the breeze, Beautiful for three days, then quickly swept … Continue reading The fate of tools
"The door creaks open. It's hinges wail...
Victor Verdun is fifty years old. He sits at his desk, thinking and despondent.
Astounding news!! And many more developments to come.
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