Ninja New York Restaurant
The whispering fires that ate kindling for fifty-two years
are suffocated. Atop the mountain, a man’s heart is severed from a gushing
aorta. In the blood-flooded hole, a new fire is started. Men with torches
spread the blaze to every dark dwelling, illuminating the empire once again. The
families are calmed knowing that the long rays of the fifth sun would be pleased
and lighten their land once again tomorrow.
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