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In that moment he put his hand to the mirror and found that it was not made of glass. He is a prodigy in limbo.

soon after we broke the seals the two combine in the water

the spirit and the flesh continued coming to rest on distant shores

not for three days alone but for all eternity? he is dispossessed, yet impressions

run across the ceiling. He heard voices in the street keep pouring in on him and sensations

keep welling up within him, flooding his bodies on the dance floor, and in other rooms settled, turned and settled like the sea.

The Anubis is a 'moving village' --know that the body is not inevitable, a given.

rapt in regicidal fantasies, up at all is to conceal on a crow's wing and release him