.Brace yourself.
The towers arch over our heads.
The signs inching down our necks carve the path of our existence.
No obelus could be printed in the temple walls.
Perfection to the micrometer and no pillar could ever fall.
Brace yourself.
The sky is a dance of culling blades.<.>
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