These remnants, rotting keepsakes of words and pictures are mnemonically residual. They are scryed, interfaces utilizing misfired sigilings, systems of incomplete quasi-alchemical call-signs and proto-symbologies loosely based upon borrowed (and in some cases stolen) artificially charged devices. When assembled into specific schemas, this soft machinery marks as it contains, and thus constructs the Terminal House.
Hold down prey animal, And eat alive, Soft, white kind, Breed born bound, And even more soft, pink crevices. Steal both wounds and words, Spelling names with sickles and scythes, Spoken stabbings of syntax, Shredded and left as carrion, Gutted on the floors of the house,