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          "We will not be lost to such weak forces that know not of balance nor good." Her voice was sturdy and tears produced with purpose. "We will take back what is ours, my dear child of dirt and amethyst."
          
          The environment shuddered around her, speaking amongst itself and the harmonies that exuded from the pores of orange that connected them. Trees worked to provide and ground stable vibrations as the critters within them aligned and contributed to their counterparts. The focus of unification could not be thrown off for long as balance would triumph over cowardly chaos under any circumstance. 
          
          The broken ground was deep enough to submerge the dwarf fully with the soils that waited for his stolen life. All was ready to pay their respects for a lost brother, even one foreign from their own lands.
          
          "As I lower you to the embrace of our healing grounds, I offer you a sacrifice." June spoke clearly for any and all to hear, "Pieces gifted to me, not for me to keep, but for me to hold and protect...pieces that belong to my greatest warrior."
          
          It was with the grace of air that lifted the corpse and gently lowered him into a bed of vines patiently awaiting his return to their land. 
          
          "I give to you the strength of your elements." June called out and upon the linings of silver that whispered knowledge of ancient teachings, as the rattling of stones expressed progressions of dirt-composed worlds. Warmth aided in the comfort of expressions and protections, as seas of both blue and red washed away the sting of trial. 
          
          "Finally, I lie you to rest beneath this surface and under the grounds that you did not come from, but the ones in which you belong."
          “
          -ROTT

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          “Life is not sustainable." Was a statement of doom, releasing waves of dread to mingle with ones of purity. It was not an audible encounter—it pierced through thin air behind June silently, forcing its sour breath to brush against the fossils in her bones.
          
          She did not move, remaining stagnant within herself and not bearing more than the surface of her aura as the disembodied horror spoke harshly once more,  “You will fall.”
          
          Her throat tightened at the visions this voice carried, revealing the revelations behind many stories of god, goddess, and creator. 
          
          “And when you do…” The same despicable pull of emptiness grazed her skeleton with shattering intensity.
          
           "You will bleed black." Was a dissonant whisper along the strands of hair closest to her scalp.
          
          The violence bled over her untouchable shield tauntingly. However, it burned the golden specs that rested in the air around her to an ash that floated in its wake and dispersed in a small flurry. Hungry and manipulated particles surrounding them rushed to devour the flakes, carrying with it a virus of sin.
          “
          -ROTT

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“June approached with no urgency, but knew the ambition that guided her to be purposeful with its guidance through instinct.
          
          Many fields of energy were cast to aid in the function of sense, observation, and the transportation behind a physical understanding of invisible manifestations. 
          
          The heart within wooden flesh beat rabidly, but naturally so. Veins of the darkest chlorophyll rang with birth, introduced to a nurturing environment ready to form union and solidify elemental strengths. 
          
          "You beautiful thing." June whispered, lowering herself to settle where the roots resided, tips of her toes pressing further toward the energy point that lied within depths of soil-encased bones.”
          -Reveries of the Tainted

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"As long as they would be taught and reminded of the evil in their world, there would always remain and allow a growth for that very evil.
          
          They did not understand that they controlled the world their children would construct and live in for the rest of their mortal lives, destined to fall into jaws of demons if a path of programmed perspectives were to be pushed onto spirit of the young.
          
          Human personality and patterns were laced heavily in the flesh, but wound deeply and tightly around the spinal cord, hitting all main energy points. Emotions were limited to ego as they were crafted for human expression, but personality carved itself into the soul.
          
          Living in emptiness and feeding devils of other margins would not only prevent positive development, but damn a soul if the claws were sunken in deep enough.
          
          And damnation is what man would be subjected to if corruption would remain unchallenged."
          -Chapter Nine, Reveries of the Tainted

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Who is on the cover for loving Marcello please?