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.
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These poems, Are destruction,
Masking symptoms, And cocooning ghosts, The weak perish, Inheriting ash,
Draw baths, With waters waning,
For moons, Waiting for passage,
Long a transport, Safely,
Secretly, And seeking, Hundreds of years of sleep.