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| Greetings, bigworders. I come from a world some of you may not understand. A world of ice, a world snow. A world coated in darkness, veiled in shadows and framed with frost.
But that's a series of ambiguous melodramatic words which tell you nothing. I'm a student of philosophy with a history in art (and failing at it), but I should also be a familiar face to some here. Assuming they remember me. Boy, that'd be a blow to the ol' ego. I was Aztaroth on The Nexus, and on GB before that, and I recently followed a path of memories through a number of forums, and discovered this here place, which seemed so far up my alley I won't even finish the metaphor.
So, uh, hello.
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