It is finished.
A market robed in accommodative monetary garbs, gracefully elevated into the morning bell. The early morning sacrifices further delighted the crowds and victory songs echoed the halls.
$TWTR and $LNKD adorned the skies like Winged Grecian Horses. $GPRO and $P collapsed as as if struck by the fiery arrows of Eros.
As the mid-day sun glimmered on the marble steps, warriors assembled beyond the city walls. The gleeful sounds of victory were deafened with shrieks of terror as catapults crumbled the outer walls. Warriors adorned in bronze armor and Falcata swords brought down their will on the people.