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petty creatures adore the shimmer and shine, and yet they know not the value. all they know are their impulses: see gold. lay down life.
looking inspires loyalty. feeling is friendship. to hold the mask is strength. flashing a business card and having the world bow to your whim. eerie is their lack of questioning, but who are you to complain?
item buried for millenia now rests in your hands. buried why? don't know. maybe you should.
the allure escapes you. by now, the mechanics are familiar. the explanation behind its function, its power, unknown.
matters not. you've befriended god.