[But he doesn't offer anything else. He still can't hear the souls of his brethren. It bothers him as he opens the house and steps inside. A lone covered body. What might once have been shelves stuffed with books are broken down by time and the weather.
He can't find the signs of anyone else. It's more of the same. No struggle. No battle. Just time and the cold.]
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[But he doesn't offer anything else. He still can't hear the souls of his brethren. It bothers him as he opens the house and steps inside. A lone covered body. What might once have been shelves stuffed with books are broken down by time and the weather.
He can't find the signs of anyone else. It's more of the same. No struggle. No battle. Just time and the cold.]
It's about the same here as the last house.