Darkness. Silence. That was all that seemed to exist in the desolate wasteland. But that was all about to change. Steps were heard. White eyes were seen clearly in the pitch blackness. This being walked over to another being, much taller than it. "Sir, is it time yet?", the small being asked in a wimpy voice. "No, not yet", the taller growled in a much more menacing tone, "But it shall be... Very... VERY... soon."
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