- The Server Farms -

Io sat there, not a thought in their head. Several hours of verbal аbuse and manual labour had drained them completely, and they slumped against the server. More than ever did they want to die, but Urbanshade kept too tight an eye on them. As if they enjoyed watching them suffer. Quietly, they began to hum a tune, The Sun-Drunk Garden, one that Vivian would sing to them when they felt down. The tune was there, the words often slipped their mind.

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