Temple ov flesh
Here lie the protectors of a sacred order. Defenders of the primordial breath, soul and death.
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Undone Nun + Toxica! is the conjoining of forces. One remains untouched and the other has been contorted by the carrion of civilization. Both will drift chaotically into nature’s grasp.
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”Demons fill the belly, far beneath earth. Caves resembling dungeons, home to a ritual becoming. The saint, all consumed and ever present. At the heart of death, on the verge of life.
The saint is reborn.”
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