Consume the confession of (Inhabitant)

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From: Masked Throngs


You saw where that one came from.

Description summary:
The title varies based on the city's Chosen Site.

Chosen SiteSite Inhabitant
Ealing Gardensa Rubbery Crone
Evenlodea Disillusioned Junior Constable
Balmorala Retired Footman
Station VIIIa Dirigible Pilot
Burrowa Mischievous Choirmaster
Moulina Don of Historiography
Marigolda Youthful Devil

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Filling

Description summary:
The description varies based on the city's Chosen Site.

Chosen SiteDescription
Ealing Gardens[...] It is a confession of pity [...] humans do not dream the dreams of their ancestors. [...] fear, that she and hers may succeed in copying humans even to that degree. [...] hope [...] not [...] even the most adroit of Rubberies capable of so dire an adaptation.
EvenlodeThe confession describes envy: once he was thrown in deep water and he saw there the Light-in-Exile, and he wanted to belong there, [...] That is why he has come here; but even here he cannot find what he wants, the perfect haven of outcasts.
BalmoralThe confession [...] takes two [...] scrolls of rice paper [...]. He had an affair with a scullery maid and [...] his mistress the lady of the house, both at the same time.

[...] he feels more guilty about the lady [...], now that she again has nothing to console her but her cold spouse.

Station VIIIOne might expect a confession about the Masters [...]. But no: it is briefer and sadder, and you [...] make out the words [...]. It speaks of a trip to the roof, and a murder he did there, killing a Starved Man for no particular reason. That is all; just that.
BurrowThe confession takes the form of a line of music. You work it out enough to hum [...]: 'All around the Labyrinth coils–'

Drat! Confound and blast the man! It is a popular tune that will now repeat and repeat in your head [...] Monster! Wretch!

Moulin[...]

It confesses a frustrated longing for the university – and not the university now, but the memory of the university that was, [...]

Sip once from the spring of the Waswood and one will never again place the slightest faith in Geoffrey of Monmouth. [...]

Marigold[...] The words are [...] in the script reserved for the writings of Saint Trezigor. There are forms of delusion that are shared among an abbey at once–

[...] a whole sect may lose its soul [...]; and how their abbot feels, upon seeing the destruction of his flock.

[...]

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With Hinterland City - Chosen Site Burrow-Infra-Mump: