Golcondetta Asplendus Yub wears a black engorgement shroud over multiple layers of shed human skin. She is wearing two shoes.
Pinion-Runnel: There is a single star that divides day from night. I do not know how these beasts endure the wild fluctuations in temperature. I am subjected.
Pinion-Runnel: Do you fantasize about the retreat?
Pinion-Runnel: We cannot give in to that defeatism. The hypnagogues cannot claim our inheritance.
Tensor: I wish at all times for my body to die.
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