YE OLDE HACKATHONNE SCRIPTURE
Genesis
The nights..... they seem so long... why has our God [game master] forsaken us? There's been one hundred hours of night, I'm beginning to forget the warm touch of the golden elixir of the sun. And those are just the nights, I am still haunted by when my lover was taken by those monsters and I didn't even know to kill myself in grief
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