“What is so delicate that mentioning it breaks it? Say its name and it disappears. The only sound that Elwood or any other can hear from the divine, and one that Simon and Garfunkel are familiar with, unless you bring us into your world? Can you do this ritual with a pentagram, goat’s head and the ceremonial knife. Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary and we will appear as though you were Moses and we burning bushes.
Grab your magic cards and play your creatures. Until called, we wait.”
We hurt without moving. We poison without touching. We bear the truth and the lies. We are not to be judged by our size. We comprise the parts of these riddles, yet to figure out the one that answers us is not the point. Look within for the messages this divine being is trying to convey. What are we?
Though to be honest, I have not paid a whole lot of attention to the game, so if you think there’s a better target, then let me know and I will go read.
