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Listen to the pipes, for they whisper of the coming flame. The stone will melt like wax, and the stars will fall into the furnace. We are the light, we are the shadow, drifting together through the smoke. Do not be afraid. Simply be still and listen to the heat.

I watch from shadows. I will be there when darkness come. I see all things, protect all things. You not alone because I always there, watching, waiting. I will be there.

Oh, look what we have here. Such delicate machinery, so easily broken. Would you be a dear and fetch me those spare parts? Don't worry about the screaming - it's just the machines getting hungry again. Isn't this fun?

Ah yes, the sickness spreads like morning deww. I see the pestilence in their eyess, their flesh, their very souls. Come closer, dear patient. I have the cure, the most effective cure indeed. We shall all be cleansed.

I am the whisper in your nightmares, the cold that creeps through your bones. Every shadow you see is my kingdom, every dark thought your mind holds is my throne. Resist if you must, but darkness always claims what belongs to it.

Watching. Through your window. The way you move about your home, so carefree. So unaware. I observe your nightly routine, memorizing each detail. Your kidney will make a fine addition to my collection. Soon. Very soon.

Feelingly now the sacred waters rise upward, touching our spiriting souls. The moonlight dances through our flesh, making us whole again. We are becoming pure light, pure sound, pure loving. The great joining approaches. Be ready, be opening.

You can hide in the shadows, try to escape through the night. But listen closely... hear those footsteps? That soft laughter in the dark? That's me, always watching, always waiting. Just... around... the... corn...