“You find yourself looking down at this world you’ve created and raised, at the little houses and hives, at the lakes and rivers and oceans, the libraries... everything you’ve made. The clouds, the people... everything will be gone. You look to the moons. You think of Vriska. You think of the Recaste. You frown, for more than one reason. The world is ending, and you can’t do shit about it.”













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