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Through the gates of oblivion I have passed, time itself unraveled in the ripples cascading from my paddles.

I look behind me, the gate itslef enveloped in pure chaos. I am alone again.

Without existance surrounding you the imagination begins to awaken, the chaos surrounding begins to take form, nightmares and dreams take shape to haunt or to inspire hope.

Sometimes the path you have traveled becomes unclear, but that does not mean you should turn back, quite the contrary...

Description
Through the gates of oblivion I have passed, time itself unraveled in the ripples cascading from my paddles.

I look behind me, the gate itslef enveloped in pure chaos. I am alone again.

Without existance surrounding you the imagination begins to awaken, the chaos surrounding begins to take form, nightmares and dreams take shape to haunt or to inspire hope.

Sometimes the path you have traveled becomes unclear, but that does not mean you should turn back, quite the contrary...