We must reach for the sword at the Heart of Oblivion and become the Fear that the beasts do not yet possess.
—Liturgy written in blood

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We must reach for the sword at the Heart of Oblivion and become the Fear that the beasts do not yet possess.
—Liturgy written in blood
Let crow fly,
Let dog howl,
When even the worm has fled,
You’d do well to follow.
—Old Proverb
The stars are fallen, the seas are poison and only your vigil remains
—Scrawled note.
On marksman training: Seek not the greatest hand, but the wisest teacher.
—Manual of Elegant Violence
“The night consumes. Grip the edge of twilight, gaze at the failing of light—but we all fall in the end. Try not to worry yourself so...
—Honest Pith, Merchant of Drowned Arden
In this season unending, night encroaches thick as blood. Congealing above, what strange blackened wounds are beyond our vision? The moon hangs low in her grief, pregnant with our fears.
—Page torn from a journal
Terrors do not wait
your soul agape
pours venom
and you, the fool
tread such foul waters
willingly.
—Old verse
Desolation is not empty. I have seen the hollowing of nations; the broken can be beautiful, the unfinished can be romantic.
That which is destroyed is art.
—Page torn from a journal