That stormy night was seemingly the end of what had been a journey filled with rich and cherished memories seemingly never to end. They stared at the walls they had painted, now stripped of the pictures that once told the fabled stories built on the sands of time. Zorkin was born in Kinometa to a struggling astro physicist and a genius Musician.

Dedicated to the colorful chaos called life . Structured and unstructured at the same time . It flows sometimes and it moves in circles sometimes yet moving forward at the same time . Surprises you and shocks you! And it is what you make of it.

Tu le Flattes, La Queux Se lève. Un Gros Zéro Avec Une Petite queue.

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