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The Mourning of Dr Gero

Hideous..! he speaketh. His name was Abe of Jabob. His tongue was black of Ivory his skin as florescent as the new moon Hideous..! he spaketh again, mocking the molden doll, Sally His eyes curve wide in the threshold of his magnificence--jester? Oh, no, no, no, no!!!!! This is Ernest Cumminway, the legendary Jack Sparrow the Skellington's...cousin. He was still living, living in a molt-town World, where dreams collide of parallel wings that jester you into the Obvious things And what of his dreams? they dare awaken. Whereas Jack Skellington dares remove his Pumpkin-like skeleton head on that wintery, autumn night. For they live in a world that plays and preys on their sleeping Dreams...or at least it seems...a Sin... They was the fayth of Final Fantasy VII thru IX, amidst 11 and 12 deliver us to neigh.

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