"Time is fickle." Said the man. With sacrosanct eyes and wise words, he continued, "New York fears what she doesn't understand and those who befriend Sanctification become the peculiars among her people. They become the timeless, the eternal, the boundless passion. These are they."
Time is fickle
How do you feel when people travel through time and come back to tell you about it?
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