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t his eyes from their sockets, or worse better, a plunge into

he felt..

himmering darkness. Stars collapsed and reformed around him. Time twisted into knots he could feel but not see. He reac

it

upt

d ground. Cold.

a gasp as if someone had

geometry. Columns twisted into impossible angles. Walls made of glass and bone. H

h. It had to be

him. Their masks now shimmered with faint inscrip

the tallest, its voice echoing

another. "Where cursed souls fin

his knees. "W

That mark will grow. It will devour what is left of your will.

burning symbol had formulated under his skin.

t ask fo

res said nothi

I didn't know what was happening. The woman back there...

cutting through his misery like a butcher. "Love can be th

ngs? SEX? Look at yourself, can you even carry the weight of y

de from anyone. He never asked for but Lucifer had

burst out in rage. A desire for real death was his wish but the figures turned slightly-almost imperceptibly-toward the f

pened onto an obsidian bridge stretching over a chasm of l

crumbling temples with fires that burned without smoke

e third figure continued "You are not the only o

to his feet,

nd then spoke in unison. "Find the Seer. She will show you the

t advice. "Be warned. Eretheon is not bound by your rules of reason. Time bends. Spac

said quickly.

en it said, "We are the Unmade. We were lik

and began to di

, one final whisper

ust any re

they we

-

into a city made of nightmares. He took a step forward. The stone beneath his feet throb

A presence.Watching. Following.And not the Unmade. It was s

him. Time twisted strangely here-his breath fogged even though he wasn't cold, and the sky never

ur made of living stone. Others floated, headless, whispering in

oot, sitting on a broken fountain. It

eat,"

sed. "Ex

ad far too many teeth. "Still smells of guilt an

d back. "Wh

ed. "Nothing ye

ot to be seen or heard. Leaving behind

-

n into a narrow alley flanked by black iron-like buildings. At the bottom: was a door ca

ide stood a woman. Tall. Cloaked in threads of shadow. Her hair was silver,

urning away. "The mark has

raced. "Are y

to a brazier and tossed in a handful

aid, "but not of your own w

is large penis before finishing her sente

eed this thing out of me."

ng time, then again down a

You d

oze.

It's a gate. And the question is

hind her-a towering creature with antlers and a burning crown,

ll survive what's

ed toward

oo

ppeared. Magdalene. But she was alive. Bound

dead," Adam

odded. "No

e is

emon took her soul. And now it

d back again at Adam's penis and said, "The

nt of interest as if it was luring her in

waste of pleasure.-" The seer cursed silently before performing a quick magic that made her an