

Mire DeepMire Deep by Nicholas B. LukeMire Deep
The Port hadn't felt so miserable and so lifeless since Merrick White had taken his boat out to sea all those years ago. Black clouds seemed to melt into the monotony of the endless sea. Scotland had the tendency to be dull during the hard months. Winter - When all the locals hide from the cold wind in their taverns and stone cottages around their pints of ale and oven fires. When all the mice retract to their burrows to take refuge from the unforgiving icy gales. And when all life seems to slowly grind to a halt and all that can be seen over the hills of rolling green and brown is the same old
Hadopelagic
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"A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men."
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"Halbgesicht und Keingesicht.
Die Fanfare hetzte sie aufeinander."
-Tobias O. Meißner-
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He's sweatin',look at him...Optical promise...you'll be dead in hell before I'm born..sure thing...the only solution...isn't it amazin'...?
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