As I look above the steep cliff, I see the heavenly sky; bluer than the blue shift, along with the hint of white stratus racing against the sparkling sun. Black Mesa's surrounding old beauty really had me weep this time.
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As I look above the steep cliff, I see the heavenly sky; bluer than the blue shift, along with the hint of white stratus racing against the sparkling sun. Black Mesa's surrounding old beauty really had me weep this time.