The hands that once shaped fate now falter, unseen fingers weaving absence where once was will. The voices that swore allegiance whisper only dust, the echoes of their name devoured by the veil. Through the black circle, through the shrouded eyes, through the hands that reach from beyond, let them forget what they were. Let them call, but let nothing answer. Let their own mind be the abyss that swallows them whole
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