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IC INBOX ( KENOS ).
█ To Commune with Set is to stand barefoot in an endless, scorching desert. The sun illuminates all, scalding the shadows themselves out from underneath whomever enters his dominion; the arch of gentle, distant, waves of sand mask the precarious chasms, towering dunes akin to mountains. The sense of vastness, timelessness, is of particular notice, lending itself to the alien, eldritch quality of his mind. There is a dark storm in the distance, and you know intimately that this divine being is far from benign. You cannot bargain with a force of nature. You can only survive it. |
delivery
Some of the items he brings are simply handed over without fuss: a couple fat, pleasantly spiced hand-made candles and a bottle of wine. (He didn’t make the wine, though.) The last item he delivers, with a bit more care, is a plump throw pillow with tassels and an embroidered pattern decorating it. If it smells a little like him, it’s because this he did make himself.]