notoriouslyMe

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The Lovely Unwanted. The woods were ashen. Occasionally, grey trees dotted the land, lonely and forsaken. The earth was dead and dying. It seemed as though every echoing footstep, every reverberation, was a hollow cry of the sick and weary.   Nothing was alive. It was all dead. All of it. The land lay deep in slumber, unwilling to wake itself. There was no wind, as though it knew better than to blow through these lands, weary of what it might find. No sunlight dared shine, as though it was frightened to look at the scarred land below.   It was unnatural. The mist looked far too similar to the smoke that had not so long ago writhed along the