Antimony parsimony came in a dream.
Hoarding of elemental medicine in the loam of the gods.
Midden mounds dotting figures lying recumbent underground pushing forth the skin of the earth.
Ancient open secrets waiting for uncovered discovery.
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Lachesis, I don’t know if I can keep spinning and weaving the webbing of the wyrd veil. Where the hell is Atropos when I need her?
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