The chanting in the distant darkness swelled in volume as I approached: Holodomor, Vivasecta. Holodomor, Vivasecto. Holomordor, Lotrifecta. Loriabasquian, Floridmalditas. Lariavasquien, Floridmalditos. Lariatcielos, Tourniquethalos. Cuerdaciclona, Tronocolgado.
Cuerdaciclona, Tronoahogado. Torbellinas, Sofocadas.
Torquemados, Cenizados. Torquepretado, Estrangulado.
Extranolados, Separados. Alienadas, Alguienadas.
Alienadasnadien, Alguiensomosvuestros. Alguiensomos,
Nadiendebe. Alquienuestros, Nadienpuestos. To whomever
be placed, when no one's positioned.
We are someone, no one should be.
No one alienated, Someone becomes ours.
Alienated, Someone no one.
Estranged, Separated.
Torquepressed, Strangled.
Torqueburnt, Ashed.
Little whirlpools, Suffocated.
Rope cyclone, Drowned throne.
Rope tornado, Hung throne.
Lasso skies, Tourniquet halos.
You who lasso, Flowerdamned men.
Flowerdamned women. Basquialoria.
Lotrifecta. Holomordor. Vivasecto.
Holodomor. Vivasecta. Holodomor.
Recordado. Re-escrito. Noloquito. The strange chanting faded as my pathway took me on a tangent away from the distant darkness swelling in the west.
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