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       Welcome to the End
       By: FloatingInSpace Date: December 9, 2015, 4:07 pm
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       The smoke has barely cleared.
       That much, Hecate is certain.
       And the pain is still present.
       That much, Hecate is certain.
       Where the pain is or how much smoke there once was, she cannot
       remember. Her own mind has been clouded as the air outside and
       the pain that has gripped her has not loosened its grasp on her
       body. She thinks that Iaso might have told her that it will
       never leave her and she thinks that the lumbering figure that
       has sat beside her might be Death, come to take her where her
       old friends have gone, but she is not certain.
       They whisper that the silent one, Neith, is preparing a
       revolution.
       They whisper that the quiet one, Seth, murdered his own child.
       They whisper that Apophis is not human.
       The last one makes her laugh. The first two, not so much.
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