A mother of life, creator of the cosmos. The very stars bend and follow against their will. All in hopes of gaining a blessing, so that they might shine brighter than the rest of their ilk.
I am no star or cosmic body worthy of audience, so I look to the heavens, effigy in hand to offer communion.
To this I ask: Effigy of Creation, won’t you deliver the answers I seek?
EFFIGY OF CREATION
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EFFIGY OF CREATION
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A mother of life, creator of the cosmos. The very stars bend and follow against their will. All in hopes of gaining a blessing, so that they might shine brighter than the rest of their ilk.
I am no star or cosmic body worthy of audience, so I look to the heavens, effigy in hand to offer communion.
To this I ask: Effigy of Creation, won’t you deliver the answers I seek?