I call this look…


ANTHUOR emerges fully-formed from the Hypogeum, Deliverer of the Word of the Spectrum of Wildness. HE cannot be KNOWN or UNKNOWN, but arrives to bring forth the Call for HIS People. “HELMOQUINTH!” they cry, taking up the Word.

Now the Path to the OMPHALOS has been cleared. Walking the Path, we shudder with anticipation as the vines surround us to emerge and shade us from the Burning Fires of Industry. ANTHUOR rises above, blossoms sprouting from HIS antlers, speaking the TRUTH to those who are able to LISTEN.

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