[He hums a low note, golden eyes set on the edges of the bonfire, of the dancing shadow-people and regular-people alike. They're having fun in their own personal hells, and Gnosis can't exactly blame them for needing the respite. One learns to take "personal hells" in stride, in his position.]
A question, then: Did you receive a strange photograph of yourself in recent days?
[This is one of the mysteries he'd like to piece together.]
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[He hums a low note, golden eyes set on the edges of the bonfire, of the dancing shadow-people and regular-people alike. They're having fun in their own personal hells, and Gnosis can't exactly blame them for needing the respite. One learns to take "personal hells" in stride, in his position.]
A question, then: Did you receive a strange photograph of yourself in recent days?
[This is one of the mysteries he'd like to piece together.]