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From: A Yawning Grave


There is something very wrong with the sigils, which burn like bruises. To say nothing of the size of the crater.


Success

Of nothing

You give the command, and earn a nod from Tatterdemalion. [...]

[...] you can see how ragged the Correspondence is [...] as though erased and redrawn over itself. [...]

A chill wind [...] The Last Duchess gazes down at the grave [...] you feel as though someone has walked over your grave. [...]

Redirects to: Hallow's Throat, At Last