fabricy beast

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In the secluded room, he stood. His shiny mirror balls shivered in the cold. It could get very lonely in the winter times, not as many travellers would wander into his world. For up to 3 months, the only company mr susan had was his reflection. And over the years, as his body succumbed to his mirrorful duties, he began to despise it. 

However, this day wasn't like every other. Whilst the fabricy beast cleansed his mirrors, a fellow being sprawled out from one of the surrounding portals…

                    

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