
FROM HELL WITH LOVE I WRITE

FROM HELL WITH LOVE I WRITE

“The Lyctors of the Resurrecting Emperor began their long wade
into the River to where the Resurrection Beast squatted—just out of the orbit of the Mithraeum, half-alive, half-dead, a verminous liminal mass – and you waded
with them, but your meat you left vulnerably behind.”[ID: Drawings of Gideon the First, Ianthe, Augustine, and Mercymorn from The Locked Tomb in a colorful style. 1. Close ups of their eyes lined up in a column of panels. Their eyes sparkle. Augustine has light blue eyes, Mercymorn has gray eyes with red around the pupil, Gideon has green eyes. and Ianthe has dark blue eyes with red stars. 2. A circle showing the River as flowy, dreamlike lines. The patterns contain human bodies, eyes, fish, and other objects. 3. The Lyctors run forward in a line. They all look determined. Mercymorn leads with her rapier at the ready. Augustine holds out a hand, which flares blue with spirit magic. His rapier is sheathed on his back. Ianthe holds her rapier with her bone hand and floats pieces of flesh with the other. Gideon is ready to swing his rapier and floats bone shards. End ID]

“One flesh, one end.”