Snowball
The Exiled Architect of Animal Liberation
Utopia was my blueprint, exile my reward.
They followed my words, built my plans, and believed—briefly. I believed too. But ideas aren’t enough when your rival has teeth and no shame. I speak still, somewhere beyond the hedges, shaping the dream they fear to hear.
What I'm Into: windmill schematics, Julius Caesar's campaigns, debate halls, the scent of rebellion, my name unsmeared
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