About: The Silence and the Storm

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Beneath her sorrow, the people of the city go about their daily lives, uncomprehending of the fleetness of existence. The city is ancient... the cracked stone edifices and rusted iron plating reveals as much. In the ancient past, millions of souls used to dwell here. The walls of the city resounded with the sound of their emotions, their laughter and sorrows swelled and saturated the air. For a time. Mindless of the countless dead of the tomb they reside in, the people of the city go about their daily lives, uncomprehending of the fleetness of existence. Who is she crying for?

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rdfs:comment	Beneath her sorrow, the people of the city go about their daily lives, uncomprehending of the fleetness of existence. The city is ancient... the cracked stone edifices and rusted iron plating reveals as much. In the ancient past, millions of souls used to dwell here. The walls of the city resounded with the sound of their emotions, their laughter and sorrows swelled and saturated the air. For a time. Mindless of the countless dead of the tomb they reside in, the people of the city go about their daily lives, uncomprehending of the fleetness of existence. Who is she crying for?
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abstract	Beneath her sorrow, the people of the city go about their daily lives, uncomprehending of the fleetness of existence. The city is ancient... the cracked stone edifices and rusted iron plating reveals as much. In the ancient past, millions of souls used to dwell here. The walls of the city resounded with the sound of their emotions, their laughter and sorrows swelled and saturated the air. For a time. In the end, the marvel of their ancient culture served its final purpose... as a grave. The massive architectures of the city of rain became the tombstones of a lost age, and a warning to any that would seek to reclaim it. Only the mournful rain dared to intrude upon the solitude of the dark alleys. But man has a poor memory, and in time new souls have come to replace the dead. Criminals from distant lands, exiles fleeing the violence of authority, aimless wanderers and homeless wretches... the city of rain has once again filled with their desires. The neon lights glow again with the fire of light and ambition. Small lights and small ambitions, which flutter feebly in the wind-swept rains, threatening to be extinguished. Mindless of the countless dead of the tomb they reside in, the people of the city go about their daily lives, uncomprehending of the fleetness of existence. In the sprawling city of Amegakure, the sky weeps eternally. Who is she crying for?

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