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“I believe.
I pray.
I wait.”
Sealed form. No further transmutation.
The Acolyte believes the Fracture will save him.
He prays for the pierce.
He waits for the violet.
One day the prayer will end.
One day the wait will break.
Until then he is faithful.
Until then he is ascendant.
The Acolyte of the Fracture is faith made cyclical.
He kneels at the edge, prays for the pierce, believes the violet will come tomorrow.
His devotion is pure.
His waiting is the chain.
He leads the chorus, walks at the front of the procession, yet never arrives.
The ascendant soul at its most beautiful — sincere, patient, eternal in hope.
One day the prayer will break.
One day the wait will end.
Until then he is the voice that keeps the cycle singing.
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