Ontario, Canada
2400 hrs
Yan Birthsol
20 yo

Watching Crawlers come to our wall is a morbid winter pleasure. It gets so cold they move at a snails pace. I feel an uncanny peace sitting up in my tower watching them struggle to survive. Disgust and pity swirl within me in an emotionally balanced dance. Guard duty means Crawler cleanup. I wait for 5 or 6 in range before I climb out to terminate them so it’s worth my time. We should’nt let them accumulate near our wall. They will deteriorate the holy coating which protects us when the Greater Deamons rage in December.

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