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The Chamber of Reflection
By onchyophoran
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Welcome, child—take heed, and reflect upon the words: 「no object, no form, no relief, no salvation.」 "Every day, we rot—our flesh becomes more and more broken. It inevitably, slowly degrades, my child—for flesh is only temporary. Our bodies do not last, and we are naught else." May the Bateman, Costanza and the Trashman be with you—and may you find serenity, now. Learn to vibe with the room and each other, my children.