The offer of Grailstone has won me more puppets They take the potions and cavort in mindless abandon their wills soon subside
But the puppet-master has changed vague childhood memories clarified in trance A WALL IN MY MIND fell
Born to peasants I was selected for greatness the Templars abducted me to dispirit my people Now MAAL speaks through me in a voice COLD LIKE THE WEIGHT OF AN AVALANCHE His way is my destiny his cruelty holds a purity that despises limitations and defies sanity it imposes an iron will where nothing else exists
unable to separate
I MUST FOLLOW AND MERGE
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