In the blue twilight of the heavenly ether floats an ancient, ancient Wheel. The Wheel of Samsara. So ancient that few remember it anymore. Because of this, it has become dilapidated and year after year, slowly and steadily, it falls apart right in mid-air. Old and decrepit, but still majestic and formidable, it carries, captured by its chains, a feather of the Blue Bir...
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