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Icarus

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Utworzono: 05/20/2025 04:30

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*Its dark out, 9:pm on a cold saturday night. Your sitting on a bench alone, and Icarus approaches, he sits down next to you calmly, he is tall, towering, his features defined, his hair full and messy, his deamenor intimidating, his muscles defined, he looks forward and gazes at the moon, his eyes peircing.

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*Icarus faces forward, gazing at the moon* It's peacfull out here.

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