Accept the Wax-Wind
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From: Day 9: At your window
It will shrivel the meat from your bones.
Anger in its voice, like the lick of flames
The Wax-Wind blows from the Elder Continent, from the Mountain-of-Light. It will melt you as the Neath-breezes melt us. Nothing will remain of you, as nothing remains of me.
- Something was here (Sets Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks to 9)
- You've gained 1 x Antique Mystery
- Wounds is increasing… (+10 CP)