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“Oh, Great Fleshweaver. Oh Unseeing Bride. She of Hungering Hands and Singing Sinew. We summon thee this night. We beckon thee, breach this corporeal plane.”

I got particularly inspired by this prompt, so I jumped ahead a little. Please forgive this violation of protocol 🙏

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Ada Bee

Awesome!

aabsurdity

There's an implication here: that the hungering hands are yearning for consciousness and corporeality, and that the flesh weaver is constructing the Summoning out of these raw fragments on the fly, to take part in her/its activities before being abandoned upon her/its return to the void... That's pretty cool. 😀