An Observation made within Sam Spratt's "IX. The Monument Game" - The Nothing fades, Wisdom blooms, with lessons undisturbed, And beneath ,The Collision's hush.

The voices have been heard, Consensus achieved, With masks discarded, True selves found.

She steps away from the edge, No falls to prevent, Threes stand strong, no offering required, The Game's call heard.

Now, sleep, Luci.

The Monument has been built.