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Post by ραтcн on Jul 18, 2011 1:49:46 GMT -5
The burn of salt-air fills your body, the grey sky is dotted with dark clouds and an occasional seagull, and cold-white sand makes up the shore--with massive slate-colored boulders protruding from the earth like claws reaching up to the sun. Docks and boats line the beachfront, where the cats try their hand at fishing and hangout. Rarely ever does the sun shine here, but at night the Crypt's members can be found gazing up at moon due to the magnificent view.
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