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Nov 2017
I
  see
    twisting
  waves
of
  metal
    bending
  in
every
  direction


          LINES
GLYPHS  ANGLES
          SHAPES
  w  s  i  g
T  i    t  n

turn
     i
     n
     g

in EVERY DIRECTION
DIRECTION
  DIRECTION
    DIRECTION
      Direction
        direction

I stop in my tracks.
Am I the only one seeing this?

I scream.

"HELP ME! SOMEBODY HELP! MY NAME IS [Redacted.], I AM A REAL PERSON! PLEASE HELP ME! HELP ME!!!"

Black.


Tindalos.
Don't even ask what the inspiration for this one was. Not even I know.
unsxfe
Written by
unsxfe  Good ol' Tejas
(Good ol' Tejas)   
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     Kvothe and Zkulblakazz
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