(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

"She is composed of six giant squirrels in a robe and headress using a Ring of
Levitation and Illusions!"
"She is that which is!"
"meMOry'S bArbS SERvE tO aCTuaLIze tHe frACTaL oCEan!"
"As fun as this is, lads!" Jeanette shouts above the din, "Let us focus on the
tale at hand, or do ye all not want to know how The Nameless One
escapes?"
"He escapes?" the Mercykiller that had spoken earlier murmurs in shock.
She reddens and scowls in anger, "NO one can escape the clutch of Justice!"
"Aye! Else t'would be a dull tale if he didn't, wouldn't it?"
Chapter 83
Maze Entry 1
Trying to keep myself sane by writing down my thoughts. I have no idea how
to count time while I'm in here, but I've been blocked from the world
outside. The isolation and silence incubate my thoughts, and as the seconds
scrape away it's become far too easy to turn within. The memories of the
past are welling up and blending with my own, and the two streams of
thought bloat the minutes into aeons.
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Maze Entry 2
The maze has no barriers, only winding paths separated from one another
by chasms of lightless depth. Narrow ways limit my movement, while the
exposure of having no walls to protect me leaves me feeling vulnerable to
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