Seraphim finds herself alone, again, these days… so she has taken up her old, solitary wandering…
… which found her, once again, exploring the fabulously BladeRunner-esqe Hangars Liquides…
… where she wanders through the grunge and the rain, just another stranger in a strange land…
… thinking about how ephemeral everything is, especially in SL…
… how you never know what will be changed/gone tomorrow, who you will suddenly never see again…
… how you really can only rely on yourself…
… as Seraphim does.
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