Thursday, May 17, 2012

What's happening to this land?

Every time I come home from a big haze, when buffalo that were once scattered across the landscape are missing, I feel a terrible sense of emptiness. The land seems as though it was raped, robbed of something essential to its being, the void left by the IBMP agents dug deep into the obsidian. Everything looks different, the fields and trees emanating pain. Why is this still happening?

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