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SEGMENT †|:
WAR RELICS

EDGE OF THE GARDEN:
WAR RELICS OUTSKIRTS
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And the Unnecessary things themselves are to be used
as material to define borders.
To tear away one's own feelings and illusions, and Redraw the Line.
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If we were to be delayed along the road ahead, we would become trapped
by pursuers from the Great Clock
Once the infiltrators are within the body, it is only a matter of time until
they are eliminated.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Perhaps that is how the ceremony that we, who have lost true sleep,
use to reknit ourselves should be described.

The Illusions might be a pleasure, attained without Overrationalizing
this boring, depressing operation.
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Everything arriving below would be automatically sifted, restricted.
As if the tower itself was a colossal filtration device, sucking its nutrients in
from the waters at its base.
A great tree, gathering strength to bear fruit at the end of eternity.
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A black sky scattered with the tiny lights of existence,
each moving after its inexplicable design.

Indescribable bubbles, forever between one shape and the next.
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And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
They will laugh if I tell them I was watching the stars.
But that is the only way I can describe it.
I was there before I realized.
A foolish thing that happens all too frequently.
A curse I must always carry.
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Their forms were foolish and they acted with dreadful efficiency,
but they always succeeded
Perhaps those forms are the remnants of what they were before.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
SEGMENT †††††††:
PAST RISINGS AGAIN

ENGAGE IN SHOWDOWN:
IRREVERSIBLE LANE
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
SEGMENT †|:
WAR RELICS

EDGE OF THE GARDEN:
WAR RELICS OUTSKIRTS
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Its status quo was of eternal preservation of its own life, simply by
allowing each event to correct itself.

Unless we were able to bring a Definite End before the Great Clock revived,
we would never escape, and the Equilibrium would restore itself.
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A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away.

Let the hunt begin.

So said the voice of nostalgia.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
SEGMENT †††††††:
PAST RISINGS AGAIN

ENGAGE IN SHOWDOWN:
IRREVERSIBLE LANE
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but neither were they always easy opponents.
That was why we had arrived here from Outside so easily.
It would be different now that we were Inside.

But how?
We had no answer, and so were left with nothing but a vague uneasiness.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
SEGMENT †††|:
CLOUDY OCEAN

OPPOSITE OF THE VEIL:
BEYOND NIMBUS
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Their forms were foolish and they acted with dreadful efficiency,
but they always succeeded
Perhaps those forms are the remnants of what they were before.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
But then there was the second reason.

The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth
was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all.
Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away.

Let the hunt begin.

So said the voice of nostalgia.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
But then there was the second reason.

The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth
was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all.
Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
To put it simply, it is moral dignity.
Rationality. Excuses. Patronage. Common Goals.

Such things always disappear in the face of the light.
Regardless of whether they stem from within or without, they are the same.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.