[ Even in the far reaches of space, it seems like life is simply life.
He walks along as he admires the paintings that have been created. Archangel cannot help but wonder how many people were trampled upon for the happiness that was depicted. He cannot help but wonder how many people were unable to smile so warm and happy. That is the way that his mind always goes.
But he pauses as he sees a familiar face -- one that looks to be entranced in a different way with the paintings. ]
Life is just life no matter where you go. [ Archangel decides to share his thoughts -- well, the carefully doctored version of his thoughts, anyway. ] There is something comforting in that, don't you think?
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He walks along as he admires the paintings that have been created. Archangel cannot help but wonder how many people were trampled upon for the happiness that was depicted. He cannot help but wonder how many people were unable to smile so warm and happy. That is the way that his mind always goes.
But he pauses as he sees a familiar face -- one that looks to be entranced in a different way with the paintings. ]
Life is just life no matter where you go. [ Archangel decides to share his thoughts -- well, the carefully doctored version of his thoughts, anyway. ] There is something comforting in that, don't you think?