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Now we have the wax, which is the streak beneath our skin, and the wick, which is the faith we have skeined, and the tinder, which is the harm we have done to those who loved us, and the flint, which is the Name, the treasure of music stilled. Now. it will hurt, we must render ourselves a little, there will be scars, but one more scar, what is that?

Here it is! Almost a year’s worth of work spent studying calligraphy, illumination, painting, gilding, and a million other little skills I didn’t have went into making this idea a reality. Time well spent, if you ask me!

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