Within an unheralded instant, presences gather, each enclosing a veiled firmament. ㅤㅤㅤㅤNo cartography — only the thoroughfare, austere, unrelenting.

ㅤㅤㅤAftercast echoes and far-carried names remain, tempered into poise. A faint luster marks their gait, with subdued defiance in their regard..They pass as though the night inclines, quietly, in their favor.

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ㅤㅤㅤ(RE-LOG) ㅤㅤㅤㅤ MARKSCAPE.