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The Majesty Of The Nightsky - EmperorLike the tide, shadows flow towards the shore of light.The night comes whirling like a maelstrom.Warring waves of crackling clouds embrace this nightside landscape.The heavens bleed, through open wounds, the dim light . . . 阅读详情