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"I could hear the Grey Brothers calling to their Queen in the distance, perhaps calling her back from her hiding place, perhaps mourning the emptiness of this long journey through shadow; I think because she was the only one who understood them. They were orphans in the darkness like us, banded together in the forests, unbowed, unfettered, and unmourned, except by their Mistress, Queen of Madness and the Dark, Empress of Tides, with her cold light that bears no life, but bathes the Earth in dreams, stuttered epiphanies, turns the forest into a land of spirits. Her light is the distant glimmer in the eyes of the Grey Brothers, for they think and speak in tones of moonlight, and their teeth shine with her silver brilliance."
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