TypeLoreProgressAccount-wideRequiresRequires Season Pass: Season of the Chosen
LoreENTRY 9 - Heretical FleshThis page is blighted with mold and the imprint of a memory…
The words seep experience into your open mind…
THROUGH THE EYES OF AN EMPTY VESSEL…
Dormant. Bound.
[Knock]
Threat.
Storm outside.
Rain soft thirst.
Flashes show shapes.
Shapes I know.
[The Knock is stronger]
Gentle whispers reach from me.
To…
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