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I go into my basement and there they are, blue, frozen in time. A slow and painful death I imagine. I can pick them up, shape them, move them like they are nothing more than decorations. Like they weren’t living beings with personality, with souls. They annoyed me, these golems. But I never wanted them gone. This world is cruel, this realm im in is colder now. Nothing prepared me, where were the warnings? How could i have let them alone? I could make more but i don’t want to. I want to bring them back. I have to.
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