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Weeks
passed, and Sting became forlorn.
He rejected all that he loved out of the fear of loss...and in time his fears would come true.
And so Sting found himself transported once again…to a forgotten
time, in a forgotten place; it was the age of the CLOUDS.
He was in the cloud lair of the cloud people, where everything was
HG, and everyone was introspective.
Sting liked this, and he “shot the shit” with these thoughtful
people whose heads were made of Air (until he realized just how HG they
were) .
This philosophical awakening gave Sting a second chance, one that
he would cherish for the rest of his journey…
  
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