flatscan
by acolyte of blade productions
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you hear it tremble in the back of your mind..
screaming out insanities cries!

you can feel it scraping against fates doors...
and blowing up of steem.

no more deserts of fire..
and no more walking on thin air...

so you sit up in amazement..
gasping for your last breathe...
you manage to yell at the top of your loungs, "flatscan!"

and it has not even spoken.
for you have not even learned..
and death has struck you a mighty blow...
and life has betrayed your trust....