Along the shore where the cloud waves break, a man dressed in a plague doctors outfit walks down the beach. He is holding a silver hand bell that he is ringing steadily above his head. His other hand holds a cane.
Along the shore where the cloud waves break, a man dressed in a plague doctors outfit walks down the beach. He is holding a silver hand bell that he is ringing steadily above his head. His other hand holds a cane.
The man in the wheelchair's laugh can be heard echoing. One of the dolls runs up to the plague doctor, ringing a bell of its own, although this one has a bone clapper.
Along the shore where the cloud waves break, a man dressed in a plague doctors outfit walks down the beach. He is holding a silver hand bell that he is ringing steadily above his head. His other hand holds a cane.
The man in the wheelchair's laugh can be heard echoing. One of the dolls runs up to the plague doctor, ringing a bell of its own, although this one has a bone clapper.
Without ceasing to ring his bell, the dark figure of the plague doctor moves towards the man in the wheelchair.
Along the shore where the cloud waves break, a man dressed in a plague doctors outfit walks down the beach. He is holding a silver hand bell that he is ringing steadily above his head. His other hand holds a cane.
The man in the wheelchair's laugh can be heard echoing. One of the dolls runs up to the plague doctor, ringing a bell of its own, although this one has a bone clapper.
Without ceasing to ring his bell, the dark figure of the plague doctor moves towards the man in the wheelchair.
Up at the entrance to the cathedral sits a man covered in various fungi. "It's about time you've made it, doctor!"
Along the shore where the cloud waves break, a man dressed in a plague doctors outfit walks down the beach. He is holding a silver hand bell that he is ringing steadily above his head. His other hand holds a cane.
The man in the wheelchair's laugh can be heard echoing. One of the dolls runs up to the plague doctor, ringing a bell of its own, although this one has a bone clapper.
Without ceasing to ring his bell, the dark figure of the plague doctor moves towards the man in the wheelchair.
Up at the entrance to the cathedral sits a man covered in various fungi. "It's about time you've made it, doctor!"
"What seems to be the problem?" says the plague doctor as he rings his bell.
Along the shore where the cloud waves break, a man dressed in a plague doctors outfit walks down the beach. He is holding a silver hand bell that he is ringing steadily above his head. His other hand holds a cane.
The man in the wheelchair's laugh can be heard echoing. One of the dolls runs up to the plague doctor, ringing a bell of its own, although this one has a bone clapper.
Without ceasing to ring his bell, the dark figure of the plague doctor moves towards the man in the wheelchair.
Up at the entrance to the cathedral sits a man covered in various fungi. "It's about time you've made it, doctor!"
"What seems to be the problem?" says the plague doctor as he rings his bell.
His wheezing laugh returns. "The Doll Man needs help. His materials are sick, and I'm worried for his health. He hasn't been up here for cycles."
He points away from the beach. A massive cathedral stands on the edge of a strange cliff, gargantuan trees growing around it, nourished by the blood from the fleshy construction.
The same laugh she heard before echoes faintly from it.
"It has its own immune system, and the diseases that affect it typically don't infect people as well. Different creatures contract different diseases."
As they make their way up the cathedral, they see a man in a wheelchair at the entrance. He is giggling with joy. "So my son has finally brought a friend. How nice!"
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The moon has gone blood red, black clouds writhing around it, making it into the pupil of a bloodshot eye.
The man in the wheelchair laughs as he pets a giant mushroom. "Lo and behold, Charlie, a paleblood sky!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
Along the shore where the cloud waves break, a man dressed in a plague doctors outfit walks down the beach. He is holding a silver hand bell that he is ringing steadily above his head. His other hand holds a cane.
The man in the wheelchair's laugh can be heard echoing. One of the dolls runs up to the plague doctor, ringing a bell of its own, although this one has a bone clapper.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
Without ceasing to ring his bell, the dark figure of the plague doctor moves towards the man in the wheelchair.
Up at the entrance to the cathedral sits a man covered in various fungi. "It's about time you've made it, doctor!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"What seems to be the problem?" says the plague doctor as he rings his bell.
His wheezing laugh returns. "The Doll Man needs help. His materials are sick, and I'm worried for his health. He hasn't been up here for cycles."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
Aquila wakes on the beach, a lanky, malformed scholar beside her. Tenetus. "You survived the trip. That's good."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"Near New Notre Dame. We will be safe there." He seems to be affected by an adrenaline rush. "My father owns the place. Built it himself."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
He points away from the beach. A massive cathedral stands on the edge of a strange cliff, gargantuan trees growing around it, nourished by the blood from the fleshy construction.
The same laugh she heard before echoes faintly from it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"It's mostly sanitary. Well, the areas inhabited by people are."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"It has its own immune system, and the diseases that affect it typically don't infect people as well. Different creatures contract different diseases."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"You won't have to get used to it. We'll hopefully get in and out fairly quickly."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
As they make their way up the cathedral, they see a man in a wheelchair at the entrance. He is giggling with joy. "So my son has finally brought a friend. How nice!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!