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Without a queen the locust swarm turned the ground to black. Descending like a shadowy tower on a fish's back and scattered the sticks who crawled like snakes in the sand as the red clay took the form of a lizard who rushed like a moth to the flame of my open hand.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
127 2021-02-27 04:05:48 134.53 99.3%