The silver giant rests in it's chamber. His veins a violet river. Mastered by the creator, his shackles are strong. Restraints can control but, they can awaken something dormant. Something deep. A creation to mark the beginning or end.
The mysteries of life, re-written. Something miraculous fills the faithful gaps. The labyrinth of an inquisitive mind comes forth. To unravel it’s fibers, look to the skies. FIND THE LIGHT. FIND THE HOPE. FIND THE ANSWER.
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