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The sentence was passed as swiftly as the oracle's brush, gripping the hammer of justice, struck the table. Vegtam was seized; overcome by emotion, he tried to resist and managed to escape, soon vanishing on the other side of the wall…
VIII
Becoming outlines once more
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Silence flooded the walls of the city of the restless, only the wind tirelessly kept its watch, carrying echoes of bell tolls through the surroundings… A formidable alarm gathered the residents around a symbol of returned love…
The Oracle, feeling that what everyone greatly feared was approaching, decided to check every house for its owner: the task seemed daunting, but lately this was the only way things were done…
…The door would not unlock… a blow… another blow… Come on… help me! – the diviner expressed notes of dissatisfaction – Soon, several residents granted his request, opening the door to the chambers of
Arandor’a; approaching the body lying on the bed, they saw an aged winged creature in shining golden armor, clutching a sword in one hand even in death…
…The rest left, deciding no longer to gaze upon this depressing sight…. A new incident awaited them ahead… Despite the door being wide open, creaking maliciously in the wind, the residents did not immediately decide to enter, where a room filled with mirrors awaited them; unfortunately, all of them were cracked, and they captured the same torments of
Kash’a, killed by an unknown demonic will; furthermore, another face of
Kash’a remained in the reflection as a charred man, some areas of skin severely damaged, others white... The Oracle, however, became indignant; grabbing a skull, he tore it away, speaking deliberately and somewhat insanely: "In city R., a man grew attached to a lady, but when he wanted to leave her, he mysteriously lost his male member, so that he could not see it and felt only smooth flesh. He
was saddened. One day he went to a cellar to buy wine; while he sat there,
a woman came in, to whom he detailed the cause of his grief
and showed her what had become of his body. This cunning woman asked if he did not
suspect anyone. He named them and told the whole story. Then
the woman said: 'It is necessary that you by force, as kindness will not help,
compel her to return your health'}
Later than all others came
Pandora, complaining about mirrors flying over her house
Seeing the disrespect on her part, the prophet uttered: Shame on you! Forewarned is forearmed! I am not going to repeat myself again! Important things should be heard once.... - then he turned to dust...
The residents set off for the bell, hoping to solve the riddle there
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17 | | Lost soul |
18 | | Lost soul |
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20 | | Lost soul |
The eighth day begins!