We enter the 鏡世界 through the words of a 無効の、中空の poem, sprung from the 地球 here in the spring of the newly fertile アルマゴルド. First hints of corn against the 灰色空 cinema.
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We enter the mirrorworld through the words of a void poem, sprung from the earth here in the spring of the newly fertile Alamogordo. First hints of corn against the graysky cinema.