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A congregation of tongues gathered at the edge of language. One spoke only in ash. Another, only in bone. The third was silence given form. They debated truth until the sun became hollow.
𝒮𝒾𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐵𝓁𝑒𝑒𝒹
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