when the arteries of the divine grow thick, spiraling across the landscape in knots of flora and viscera, pulsating with the rhythm of an ichor that can be felt but not seen, we too shall be mere organs to a great monster
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when the arteries of the divine grow thick, spiraling across the landscape in knots of flora and viscera, pulsating with the rhythm of an ichor that can be felt but not seen, we too shall be mere organs to a great monster
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