"Even the purest of crystal light shatters like the Droplet Prince, once the inevitable asymmetry is discovered. But is the practice of deviating from patterns always a catalyst for poison?"
"Gentle are the feathers of the bird who fought to make her feathers shine, and it's wings are as hardened as they are beautiful to behold. And yet, the glass foundation can only bear its burden for so long."
"The Arrows of Time pierce the fabric of once was and weave the silks of what will be. The talons of the seamstress are reckless and brave, but foresight is blinded once the needle tears the seams."
"A triad of blades, each of different make and smithing technique; The cores, borne of the same home. Its manipulating hand aims at the heart of the blade, but its line of sight, one with a mind of its own, cannot be traced despite the efforts of the warriors who sharpened it."
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