Qui Devorat
Terrarian
There is a reason mirrors do not exist.
The reflection, the mystery.
The fear of the unknown.
Terrible secrets abound.
Secrets not meant for man.
2nd November, 1967
Dear Diary
It seems that insanity has consumed my lord's mind once more, having stormed out into the middle of the town and declared that he was a prophet, and that the gods had blessed him with knowledge. Knowledge that man hasn't known since the fall.
Knowledge that could potentially lead us into a technological revolution.
He seems crazy, always was a little off, but he was the main authority around here, so we could only stand and watch while the "prophet" spouted gibberish like a mad priest to his congregation.
-David
The reflection, the mystery.
The fear of the unknown.
Terrible secrets abound.
Secrets not meant for man.
2nd November, 1967
Dear Diary
It seems that insanity has consumed my lord's mind once more, having stormed out into the middle of the town and declared that he was a prophet, and that the gods had blessed him with knowledge. Knowledge that man hasn't known since the fall.
Knowledge that could potentially lead us into a technological revolution.
He seems crazy, always was a little off, but he was the main authority around here, so we could only stand and watch while the "prophet" spouted gibberish like a mad priest to his congregation.
-David
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