odd little nothing
01Sarge crunches the gravel highway, mountains slicing the sky like sharpened knives.
02A colossal hand drapes from the clouds—no tolls, no warnings, just a heavenly halt.
03Helmet tilted, a soft smile breaks; even a tough pebble knows some power calls for surrender.
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