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| reitoei | beware the ides of march. the hellish wind whistles through unknown crevices and crannies, turning the landscpae into a constant motion blur of motion, of trees wavering in the wind, grasses tossing. beware the ides of march. on this fateful something in history crumbled. the loss of corruption, the upsurptation of authority by another corrupt force. blood flowed freely. beware the ides of march. | 020316 |