In the deep, dark tunnels under the mountain, red tendrils slithered on the walls, like rivulets of lava, like questing fingers, long and slender. Their glow was the only light; their thought was darkness. One thought, in their simple minds: “Build the bridge. Let the darkness come.”
you reduced the "/" at the end of the link on purpose?
just asking... thank you for the train :)
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No, I just didn't know the '/' was needed. Fixed.
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thank you very much :)
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