'"Come now, let us settle the matter," says the Lord.
"Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.
If you are willing and obedient, you will eat the good things of the land; but if you resist and rebel, you will be devoured by the sword."
For the mouth of the Lord has spoken.' -Isaiah 1:18-19
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{Demon District}
Early morning, under cloudy skies, SeiõrSnow continues to fall over the quiet, half destroyed suburban land.
Never having stopped their usual ways of life, the early birds flap down to the SeiõrSnow dusted grass.
One small finch pecks through the dirt and pulls out a tiny worm.
With the squirming prey in its beak, the winged creature leaves the ground and soars up high.
While it finishes their meal in the air, the bird flies over the cul-de-sac with sleeping Takamagahara members surrounding the coal smoking remnants of a bonfire from the night prior.
