September 12th, 2022

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world. yay.

    Baron. The land is nothing more than the lone gone memory of the split. There is no one around here anymore. Back when the land used to be populated, it used to be one of the busiest place to walk into. It had all too quickly became underwhelming when the split happened, going from happy kids on every block, to no one. Absolutely no one.

    Society tried to rebuild itself, although nothing could be left. Cars left out to rot on the streets, the smell of plants over growing on every building, no people. This place could have never been meant for people anyway.


(Sorry if it's not a whole lot, I'm not the best with these sorts of prompts ;-;)

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