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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
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
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
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
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.
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
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
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.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Did they offer themselves up as martyrs, in eternal PRAYER,
as the Dragon's words suggested?

When they gained immortal bodies, their senses and values were altered―
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
Everything was being made ready for that time, and what we wandered
through was but the wings offstage, the curtain down - traversing
a tiny piece of Hell.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Perhaps it did not matter if their mother, the Great Clock, was destroyed.

It would only revive itself, forever a depressing truth.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Were the PRAYERs defending the tower, or did the tower itself possess
some conscious ability to gather them to itself?
Which being commands the other?
No, their connection cannot be described in terms of master and servant.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
The speculation was nothing but idle entertainment to begin with.
Perhaps the conclusion was just ahead, waiting for us to reach it?

Thoughts, predictions of the future ― Hope.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
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.
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.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Things that would only slow the limbs and dull the senses are better used
as a pretext to purge this filthy world.
Thin excuses that fly away on the wind are to be used
to trick depressing, gloomy comrades.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --.
W A R N I N G

AN AWESOME PRAYER
IS
CONFLICT WITH US

KEEP YOUR DIGNITY
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
There were reasons why it had to be so.
Likewise, there were reasons why it did not matter if it was so.

With nothing ever bringing them to a Definite End, they were eternal, immobile -
one could even call them immortal.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
The PRAYERs were bringing together the things they needed
to carry out their own plan.
Those who advocate their righteous descendants - believers, posers,
and those with no substance - who celebrate each meaningless advance
in life.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Hope, desire, delusion, anxiety, and-
..and yes, walls. Each object an embodiment of their abandoned humanity.

And that was all we knew of them.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
*Removing all operation cues*
*Operation complete. Commencing close down.*
*We sincerely thank you for your extended patronage.*

*One last thing...*
*We hope you enjoy a little time left.*
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
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.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
Everything was being made ready for that time, and what we wandered
through was but the wings offstage, the curtain down - traversing
a tiny piece of Hell.
hellsinkerbot.bsky.social
That which we fought had enough reasons for it to be convenient to allow us
into its own belly that we could not hope to enumerate and plan for them all.
We could but uneasily advance.

They were not invincible in combat,