Tuesday, December 13, 2011
The colonies marched through the endlessly dark tunnels without map nor guiding light. Their mission was only to spread; destination was meaningless. And by sheer number, sheer force of mass, they spread forth and filled the intersecting passageways. Soon there was no escaping their onslaught. They burst through the small opening to the outside world, the damn bursting and spewing forth their numbers in a massive rush. Achoo.
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