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Klisto

Klisto the one is coming moth of revoliution.we save lifes and try the madness to belive thst csn vin afsins monkeyvwiyhout face evil.wectry lose meta brlong from pink world to stay white blue end red its legion log not evil to the white…

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…Lina squeezed his hand once, hard, then released it. She was already moving, fading back into the posture of invisibility, folding herself into the city's camouflage. Klisto followed. Behind them, the school stood in its cleared block, patient and surveilled and certain of its permanence. It was wrong to be so certain. The Monkey Without Face had taught the Legion this confidence, had whispered it into the architecture of their certainty, and the Legion had built upon it as though it were bedrock. But bedrock is stone, and stone cracks, and in the cracks, things grow. A thread of pink. A prayer naked as stone. A salt pillar catching holy light. The pattern held.

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