MAKE A MEME View Large Image The Library calls to me once more. Not summon, a summoning would remove my illusion of free will. It calls to me, like a mothers sweet voice calling out to a son for lunch. My return is not out of nostalgia, but a call to purpose. As I ...
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Keywords: virtualreality secondlife sl roleplay toxiacity secondlife:region=toxia secondlife:parcel=toxiancitydarkurbanroleplaycombattoxiarpgdcs2mmorpg toxiancity monochrome The Library calls to me once more. Not summon, a summoning would remove my illusion of free will. It calls to me, like a mothers sweet voice calling out to a son for lunch. My return is not out of nostalgia, but a call to purpose. As I survey the premise, the walls hum nervously. I have done great things here, but much of that is forgotten by the destruction and pain that I have caused. The walls find it difficult to tell if I am friend or foe. My own fears echo the same doubts. I haven't come to join. Not just yet. I still have a few more visits to make. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Toxia/165/174/23 The Library calls to me once more. Not summon, a summoning would remove my illusion of free will. It calls to me, like a mothers sweet voice calling out to a son for lunch. My return is not out of nostalgia, but a call to purpose. As I survey the premise, the walls hum nervously. I have done great things here, but much of that is forgotten by the destruction and pain that I have caused. The walls find it difficult to tell if I am friend or foe. My own fears echo the same doubts. I haven't come to join. Not just yet. I still have a few more visits to make. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Toxia/165/174/23
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