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At the throat of this florabecoming; an illness from the groundwater — rootsickness — the softening of soil through the germ of doubling. Unearthed, a chapel entrance opens. Forming its corolla, votive offerings — severed tongues, hand-plucked eyes, gestures from the wrist down. You walk for a distance before stopping in front of a place that might be habitable. Somewhat like pining but there are only lindens surrounding.

Gradually the gait of your eyes narrows and pushes straight through the hardened panthers that lie there.

But do you follow.