It took some time before the stars settled down and grew silent.
“Is it true?” Geborrin asked. He still could not discern the features of the figure. He saw a mouth full of jagged and pointed teeth, but no jaw. He saw eyes that were deep, dark, empty sockets, but no face.
Soon, death spoke again.
-Frederick The Lesser
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