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... ne of their souls.
In the endless infinity of the Sea of my Soul, I could see so, so much. Hammers that wished to be more than tools of destruction. Crowns forged of Grey light, made more through silver vines and opalescent scales. A bag of pierced gold dust, bleeding aureate for those for whom she cared. A network of impossible gears, churning and chugging in their relentless push for progress.
Before, it had been my mother's light that allowed me to see it all. Now it was my ow ...
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