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But some folk look back and claim, oh, we knew. We saw it happening. His hair grew coarser, they say, like an animal’s, but he hid it under his cap, like he hid his eyes. His nails grew long and hard. His teeth fell out and new ones grew in. Sharper, as if they’d been there all along, hidden behind his jaw, rattling in the chamber of his skull, deadly as the ideas he already propounded.
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The first vicar of the Healing Church has died as many deaths as eyes which claim to have seen it.
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- Part 2 of Metamorphosis
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His serpent heads taste the air, but there is only smouldering resin; the flavour of lilies just below, packed in close, suffocating, their petals like a blanket stuffed into his mouth. A garland of them over his eyes, so that he cannot turn, cannot steer his serpents away from the gaze of this god-child, his kin. Cannot see how Miquella glimpses over his shoulder, following the path of ruin that has led them here. How his own words settle in the dark like seeds where they will grow.
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From a shattered kingdom, a young stranger comes before Messmer, smelling of lilies and gold, with a story to tell and a favour to ask.
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- Part 2 of O Mother Of My Misfortune
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Now Laurence has it in his mind to stick his hands in everything, to understand it all: probably, Gehrman suspects, he’d slit his own chest open if he could, navel to collar, to root around and find the drop of holy blood that saved his life.
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In a twilit chapel in Old Yharnam, Laurence and Gehrman lay the first stone of a new age. -
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Where is it written? He will burn that, too. This should be a world that no longer chains them with rules, with proclamations and prophecies. They have torn that world down, an old curtain from the wall, and unrolled their mother's glorious tapestry in its place.
So why is her blood pooling in his hands?
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Those who have never birthed something from a forge think all fires burn the same. Messmer and Melina know better.
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- Part 1 of O Mother Of My Misfortune
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"I am a soul in a loosely-bound collection of porcelain limbs, and my only ally is the distant, mercurial Moon. Are you so unimaginative as to be bound by duty? This is not the winning side.”
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A Tarnished kneels before Ranni, and lies.