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--Fate's End, a city of living shadows and beings touched by the stars. I'm honored to share this community with you, dear listeners! There is nowhere on Earth quite like this. Revel in our uniqueness. Really revel in it. Unhinge your jaws and let forth the unholy sound of a soul being torn asunder. Only then will our shadow wrought benefactors know just how much you cherish the life you've been allowed to live.



Listeners, too often have I heard that the name of our fair city is a bit of a downer. 'Fate's End?' I hear. 'Why, who would want to live in a place named that? As if destiny has already failed and left you to your fate...'

Well, destiny is a fickle thing, is it not? A word used to neatly tie a bow on the stories of heroes, or simply give meaning to the seemingly random events in our lives. It flips between a positive and a negative all too easily, it's definition changing to suit the situation and it's current victim. A start-up company grows into a mega-corporation, all at the back-breaking expense of it's enslaved workers? It must be destiny! One of those workers escapes their confines, yet every dream they have is smashed upon the pavement until they finally expire, a withered husk of the person they once were? Clearly, it's destiny.

I for one am glad to live in our fair city. Destiny be damned, I welcome my fate and it's inevitable end. There is a time where all of us will be welcomed into the void. Some of us screaming, desperate to hold onto our last shreds of self. Others greeting it as though it's some long lost friend we've been waiting an eternity to see once more. How will you greet the void, dear listeners? What mark will you leave behind as you are thrust into the beyond?



How about a look at our weather?

Summer is stampeding in, the cruel unrelenting heat oppressive in it's nature. Every breath a struggle, the air we desperately suck into our lungs burning us from the inside out. This, of course, makes it perfect beach weather! Make sure to pack up the whole family and make the drive out! Let the kiddos play in the sand, trying in vain to build a shelter while their guardians fry to a crisp under the sun's watchful gaze. Perhaps take a dip in the water, enjoying it's final cool moments before the ocean's waters begin to boil and extinguish all life unfortunate enough to be trapped within the waves.

Just make sure to get in any activities before Sunday. You do not want to see what the sun has in store for that terrible, frightful day.



Listeners, I took a walk in our woods today. I often find myself in the woods, usually seeking out a place to clear my head and just exist for a while. Occasionally I have no idea just how I ended up there...

As I was saying, I took a walk in the woods today. It was lovely! The tranquil sounds birds screeching. Some looking for a mate so they could bring forth new life into this world. Others giving their final songs, dragged screeching into the maw of some great beast. These sounds accompanied me as I made my way through the trees. Beneath my feet the grass slowly faded from a brilliant green to an ominous red, some blades of grass wet with the color.

It wasn't long after that I reached a clearing, the trees thinning out to give way to a large crystal clear lake. The water was beautiful and pristine, as though never having been touched by man and all of it's imperfections. For a moment I was tempted to reach out and scoop out some of this water to see if it tasted as wonderful as it looked, but just then my eye caught a creature on the other side of the lake! Four legged, slightly skittish, it's eyes and ears alert as it approached. The corners of it's maw twitched unnaturally, and within that terrible mouth I could see long, yellowed fangs. Oh listeners, I wouldn't want to be bitten by that terribly majestic creature!

Crimson as the grass at it's feet, the creature kneeled down to partake of the refreshing water. It drank deeply, and as it did a shudder went through it's body. The red hue of it's beautiful fur melted from the creature, dripping down onto the grass below as white fur was revealed beneath. An ethereal glow surrounded it, the last of it's fur changing as it took it's final gulp. It stood, knowing eyes staring across at me. Into me.... Then it bounded away, the ripples upon the water the final sign that it had even been there.

So, listeners....I really just wanted to share that I saw a deer today! Isn't that wonderful?? Such beautiful creatures. Tasty too!

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I leave you for now, dear listeners, and hope that while we are apart you find your path in these darkened streets we call home. The shadows slowly enveloping you, suffocating in nature and yet the sweet bliss they offer is a comfort in the end... Good night listeners, and good luck.

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