portals
portal ten text
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“I will forget myself. I will become a Whirling Song. I will become a Whirling Song.”
portal nine text
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“Swinburne’s translations from the Grooves of the music of the Ninth Portal are missing.”
portal eight text
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Down the corridors of memory I walk,
Seeking to recover what was lost. . . .
Through the Cone of Power,
Beyond the Plains of Infinite Despair
Across the Valley of the Shadow of Death,
And past worlds known and unknown I have traveled to find my love.
Only I recognize her voice, a voice like a Song.
Even now it fades beyond my grasp, leading me to a place I do not know.
There is no beginning, and there is no end.
There is only the moment, the moment I cannot grasp.
The nameless beauty leads me on.
portal seven text
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The people were believing a lie.
Their eyes were blind.
They had no ears to hear.
They were living a lie.
They were all cogs in the machine
of the Black Iron Prison.
Or were they? It was difficult to tell.
At nights I went to see Rachel.
She was beautiful but sad, with long, dark hair.
That was before everything changed –
before the Grooves, before the Tower.
The Tower of the One Song.
Attention, all Prisoners of the Black Iron Prison This is God Incarnate, Motherfuckers. There’s Only One Church. Everyone is in it. I’m here to Take on the Suffering of the World. I have assumed control. I have assumed control.
portal six text
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“Swinburne’s translations from the Grooves of the music of the Sixth Portal are missing.”