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739 B
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28 lines
739 B
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id: basilisk
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startsIn: "[[chapel]]"
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initialPhase: sleeping
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## sleeping
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Something large is coiled beneath the altar.
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You become aware of the eye first.
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Not glowing. Merely open.
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## pour-vial-resolved
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The wax breaks beneath your thumb.
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You pour the vial over the cracked altar stone. The clear liquid disappears into it without running. Beneath the altar, the coil withdraws slowly, scale against stone, until there is only the smell of rain on dust.
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The eye closes last.
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## wrong-verb
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The open eye receives the motion without interest.
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Your own eyes begin to water. You look away too late.
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## failed
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The chapel floor tilts under you. When you find the wall, you are back in the vault with the taste of stone in your mouth.
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