Nocturne for the Host

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9682.361823

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3794.746314

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2025-02-21 17:23:37.144 -0600

Created · 1 tokens

the Muse demands, she does not ask, you must paint her the blood rose mask, for any other mask, you see, will burn for all eternity. save the mask sam, dont let it die, paint it with your inner eye, you see it don’t you, yes, at last save the mask sam, save the mask. the palette red but so much more, carved with ancient piano score, beneath the blood rose dripping swirl pale pink and ivory textured pearl, wood weathered as a witches broom, with yellows from the harvest moon, save the mask sam, from its doom

Observation · 1 tokens

only through creation may we not be destroyed

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yes

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