You know, sometimes guessing is part of the job. They can’t be bothered to tell you clearly what they want, and it’s entirely your responsibility to guess right. If you don’t, well, they’ll find a better guesser.
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The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.