'Solitis couritre similin un trisulcan cheminis. De primin directis ducitre erga incrementumis dum de outre emportre sol deorsumin un spiralis ad L'Abyssum.'

Solitude runs like a forked path. The first direction leads to growth while the other takes one down a spiral towards Th'Abyss.

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The ebb and flow of time courses at a steady pace. As the solest and lunest dance above the horizon, weary hands toil to themselves. Each Twilicht passes like a mundane dream. 'How ...