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F0XMASK V.4

“A faint memory warms and moves this artificial body. I’ve decidedly tied my undoing to this pursuit. The mask is there as a reminder now; the anchor that keeps me afoot.

Thanks to this sunless world my shame remains unseen, hidden even to me at times, lingering in the cold dark snow.
There used to be vast rivers and oceans here. Now the frozen tundra I see before me whispers and grasps at me like an old friend; So very — familiar — now.

Still, I’ll keep searching; seeking you out of whatever place you’ve gone and gotten yourself stuck into.
Through time itself and galaxies thereafter I’ve traveled; through its beginnings, end, and in-between. Nothing can stop me now... not even death could.”