Rise from the ashes
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The branches of a once flowering tree hanging with spidery paws, like needles, dig into the phantasmagoria of the reality of the unconscious. The energy of the muse of unspoken words, once flowing through sieve tubes, once imprisoned, literally took the form of a vessel. Became, over time, a fossil - a magical artifact. Never again able to leave these ornate roots of his natural silent death. The image that burns through the pain of its stone eyes is capable of both granting indulgence - sealing each cut with an indefinite plaster of truth, and shackling you in shackles in the penal servitude of your own illusions. The rustle of ghostly leaves will prompt the answer.