strangers
zeroworld
svurogon
type
AT
88
DF
51
SP
121
HP
59
??
herald
no. 029
Searing, we, we mean. It's narrow here, there's - we can barely, no. We can barely breathe. Until, until, un - we can't, we can't begin to face this all alone. We held ourselves above you - in fact - can't you remember the times in those comas? Through your white-out moments holding you safe, we were there above you, holding you, holding you...but once you really learned to see us you ripped us from the light and...no, no, no...
Appear within one hundred feet of a condroni tower.
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  • scintillating softness.
  • a searing shimmer.