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Lore of SOMNUS / TENEBRAE
In SOMNUS, everything begins when the eyes give in.
In sleep, the light offers no solace, it watches.
Rest promises peace, yet reveals that nothing ever truly stops.
In FRACTUM, the skin fractures. Silence seeps in through the opening, and the borders dissolve.
It is the first surrender, you are no longer what you were.
In SILENTIUM, the mouth closes. Words hang like embers, smoke afraid to become breath.
What remains unsaid gathers weight, becomes matter, consumes.
In CORPUS, the hands falter.
They no longer create, they only hold the absence.
It is the moment when action breaks, when the world slips from your grip.
In VOID the lungs empty themselves. In the hollow space between each inhale, something vanishes, and in its vanishing, something awakens.
It is the moment when existence becomes vapor, when presence turns to echo.
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