Date: 2020-10-17 11:40 pm (UTC)
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Harrow swallows. "I was tired of being two hundred corpses. I was old enough to begin to understand why... why my parents wouldn't touch me. Wouldn't look at me. The sin I represented to them. The impossibility of my task."

"The Locked Tomb is meant to house the one true enemy of the King Undying, Nav, something older than time, the cost of the Resurrection; the beast that he defeated once but can't defeat twice. The abyss of the First. The death of the Lord. He left the grave with us for our safekeeping, and he trusted the ones who built the tomb a myriad ago to wall themselves up with the corpse and die there. But we didn't. We stayed to guard it."

"That's why my parents thought it was worth it. I decided if I looked at it and it wasn't, I'd go up to the top of the bore and walk out into the dust until my oxygen ran out."
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