After the fall of Apollo, the sun never really rose again.
A city of the dead with no exit.
And the living who awaken in the city of the dead.
The star god fell, and the moon sank into the distant sea.
And the sun - the sun is forgetting that it ever rose.
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"Isiah, your stories are really boring, you know?"
"Is it boring?"
"Yes!"
"Then go to sleep, there is no more story!"
Purpose: Striving to be a positive and good young man