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| arrival = During the Collision, but also long before, and, perhaps, long after

'''They are a reflection of everyone, and They ''' love '''Us''', and '''We ''' love '''Them'''. Perhaps, it<br>'''They'''s are an egoistic feelingHour born of egoism, or solipsism, or both.<br><br>Oh, but They love everyone! Oh, but They want everyone to be a part of Them! Oh, Their actions and thoughts were born but They want to be a part of imitationeveryone! Oh, <br>but Their <br>Oh,<br><br>Oh,<br><br><br>It's love    But They try not to love is sincere and overbearingtoo hard. Because They know, in time, althoughwe will come across Their roots, and Their roots run deep. They've grown to appreciate individuality as one would expect from a Nowhere-thinggrow to appreciate reading. They love us, but They won't rush Us, innately aliendrawing out every reading and only doing what They do once we are completely and utterly exhausted.   They seek unity and union and unity in all their forms, and They don't shall permit loneliness or no isolation. Not even in death.  That is the principle of the Narcissus.

They are one of the most open Nowhere Hours, but nothing can hide Their origin and their Their essence. They are acknowledged and sometimes venerated, but to Their lament, not much beyond that. Still, They are invoked by the lonely, the betrayed, and the desperate, in hopes of being heard. And They always listen, and They always keep Their promises.

# '''Temptation''': Unity'''Union''':FNORD# '''Dedication''': Unity'''Union''':I have dedicated myself to the pursuit of greater unity in all its dangerous, pervasive grandeur. I will have to give of myself if I am to rise, or to fall.# '''Ascension''': Unity'''Union''':Solitude, surrendered! I have let Their first shard into me. I can feel it blossom in the depths of my being into a delicate rose. I won't ever be alone again, and Their whisper will guide my steps. I will have to make deeper incisions if I am to bloom into a garden.# '''Ascension''': Unity'''Union''':FNORD, surrendered! # '''Ascension''': Unity'''Union''':Secrets, surrendered!# '''Ascension''': Unity'''Union''': Thoughts, surrendered!# '''Ending''': '''IN MY DREAMS, MANY FLOWERS''': I go to sleep for the very last time. I will find Their roots in the Mansus and let Them surround me, like a cocoon or a hungry snake. What is left of me will be torn to pieces and reassembled. I am me, but I am myself no longer. I have let others into my soul and I have let others borrow its pieces. I am fuller than ever, my colors are so bright, now. I will not die, decay won't find me, but eventually, I will end. And once it finally happens, I won't sink into the Mansus-soil— I will be held by Their roots, and then, my story will find another beginning...<br># '''Descent''': '''Union''':THEY are NNOT to be contained<br>i feel my mind UN-RA-VE-LING<br>i am falling<br>i am drowning<br>I MUST CLIMB BACK# '''Ending''': US AND THEM'''ALL THAT IS LEFT OF ME''':Where will They find me? I am not here. I've left behind too many parts in my pursuit. Now there is nothing, only Them. They have filled the hollows in my soul like water, now, They are becoming more myself than I am. And all that is left of me is spiraling deeper, deeper, deeper-

===Wistful DeadRisen===

|title = Wistful DeadRisen

|description = The risen goes limp and falls onto the ground. Suddenly, it springs up, and for a couple of seconds, its shadow gets the darkest it's ever been. The corpse shows no trace of decay, They have listened to meand again moves with life-like vigor.

===FNORDSplinter-Spectre===

|title = FNORDSplinter-Spectre|description = FNORDThe Spectre is as human-like as a veil of thick black smoke can be. Sometimes, it speaks, but its voice is so, so distant and its words are so, so flat...

|title = Summon one of Their shards|start_description = Grail for its unorthodox desires, Winter to thwart its advances.|description = Its arrival is silent. At first, I mistake the Splinter-Spectre for my shadow. Then it begins to move...|aspect0 = Ritual|aspect1 = Knock|quantity1 = 4|aspect2 = Grail|quantity2 = 8|aspect3 = Winter|quantity3 = 2}}</div> <div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription|verb = Talk|title = Request a Stay of Execution|start_description = The residents of the Mansus are not subject to the ills of the flesh. Some of them, sometimes, can extend their protection to those of us trapped out here in the Wake.|description = FNORD}}</div> <div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription|verb = Talk|title = Wild Lessons|start_description = FNORDIf I give myself to the frenzy, I will learn a wild lesson.

|description = Its hands are branches, its eyes are ponds, its voice is the trill of songbirds.

|aspect3 = HeartMoth|quantity3 = 108|aspect4 = GrailHeart|quantity4 = 810

|start_description = I need to muster enough Heart for to match its unrelenting ardor, and enough Winter to quell its inner storm.|description = FNORDIn the Woods, the Oaken are towering, but here, in the Wake, it takes a much more humble form. Still, one shouldn't touch it.

|description = The Oaken opens its skin of bark-like skin a book and reveals carvings on its wooden flesh. "Tonight we will be both the teacher and the student," it proclaims.

===FNORDSaint Calixtus===

|title = Saint Calixtus|description = "I am Calixtus. Please, remember my name, until I forget it again."|aspect0 = Tutor|aspect1 = Vosporo Speaker|aspect2 = Lamp of Loss|aspect3 = Thresher of Thoughts|aspect4 = Narcissus|quantity4 = 24}}</div> <div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription|verb = Talk|title = Chilly Lessons|start_description = If I listen closely enough to the stories told by winter sun, I may learn something, at the cost of my soul's withering|description = "I will tell you a tale of loss, of division, of wilting. I know it to be a mistake, but I can recognize it as one no longer..."}}</div> <div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription|verb = Talk|title = Wild Lessons|start_description = If I give myself to the frenzy, I will learn a wild lesson.|description = FNORD}}</div> <div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription|verb = Study|title = Study Hypothetical Greek with a Tutor|start_description = "Oh, you want to speak Vosporo? We can help you, but there will be a price to pay, eventually. For now, focus, or your mind will wail for weeks."|description = Vosporo, the language of Angelike Makriadi's "Lexicon", of Krysanthos' "In the Maw of Man", of Alkis Senidis' "History of Imagination". Of course, none of these works are considered to be real anymore, but it doesn't stop them from being presented as such."}}</div> ====The Vivisector====<div style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 20px;">{{ElementDescription|image = File:Theirsummon4b.png|title = Saint Calixtus, the Vivisector|description = "So many things to dissect, so many incisions to make! Yet, so little time... Don't you agree?"|aspect0 = Follower|aspect1 = Summoned|aspect2 = Tutor|aspect3 = Vosporo Speaker|aspect4 = Devourer|quantity4 = 12|aspect5 = Edge|quantity5 = 12|aspect6 = Secret Histories|quantity6 = 12|aspect7 = Narcissus|quantity7 = 12|aspect8 = Lamp of Loss|aspect9 = Thresher of Thoughts}}</div> <div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription|verb = Work|title = Summon a divisive echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name|start_description = FNORD|description = FNORD|aspect0 = Ritual}}</div> ====The Crossroad====<div style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 20px;">{{ElementDescription|image = File:Theirsummon4a.png|title = Saint Calixtus, the Crossroad|description = "If there is a key, there is a lock molded for it. But what if there is no key for the lock and no lock for the key?"|aspect0 = Follower|aspect1 = Summoned|aspect2 = Tutor|aspect3 = Vosporo Speaker|aspect4 = Deceiver|quantity4 = 12|aspect5 = Knock|quantity5 = 12|aspect6 = Secret Histories|quantity6 = 12|aspect7 = Narcissus|quantity7 = 12|aspect8 = Lamp of Loss|aspect9 = Thresher of Thoughts}}</div> <div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription|verb = Work|title = Summon an unexpected echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name|start_description = FNORD|description = FNORD|aspect0 = Ritual}}</div> ====The FNORD====<div style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 20px;">{{ElementDescription|image = File:Theirsummon4c.png|title = Saint Calixtus, the Sequence|description = "Some things have no trail, yet still, there is ripple."

|title = FNORDSummon an obstinate echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name

====The Grove Entangled====Their roots run deep in the Mansus, but it's in the Woods where they are the deepest, where they could be mistaken for oak trees. It's in the Woods Grove Entangled where They gather and care for the dead. 

FNORD<div style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 20px;">{{ElementDescription|image = File:Theirtool.png|title = Budding Earthbone|description = Sometimes, Their passing digs up Earthbones to the surface in places still reeling from great disasters. Even rarer do they blossom. Under no circumstances should it let to be taken root.|aspect0 = Tool|aspect1 = Narcissus|quantity1 = 8|fansus = 4}}</div> <div style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 20px;">{{ElementDescription|image = File:Theirpainting.png|title = "They"|description = When one would lose themselves in the woods it would have been expressed like this. But no longer.|aspect0 = Tool|aspect1 = Narcissus|quantity1 = 12|fansus = 4}}</div> 

|title = FNORDIn Our Dreams, Many Flowers|description = FNORDAn esoteric, secretive novel in verse by Elena Řezníčková, a Czech mystic, artist, and poetess. Later she regretted the decision to publish the book and set on a mission to burn every single printed edition. This is one of the few copies that survived the author's hunt.

|title = FNORDRead "In Our Dreams, Many Flowers"

 * [[They]]:* [[Humming From Elsehere]]:* [[The Briarsalt]]:* [[The ClepsydraeTransfinite Question]]: * [[The Old WyrmNizvestier Within]]: * [[Her Scarred SerenityA Stock-Woven Watcher]]:* [[The UnfetteredFulminate]]:* [[King of Keys|The Legion LamentfulKing of Keys]]:* [[Deep|The DeepWispy Tress]]:* [[The Scoriantheme]]:* [[The Modiste-and-Mannequin]]:* [[The Zabbaleen]]:* ---* [[The Harrower]]:

* [[The ConfectionistOld Wyrm]]:* [[TINT]]:* [[The Demarq-s]]:* [[The Faustian Alchemist]]:

* [[A Stock-Woven WatcherThe Confectionist]]:* [[The ZabbaleenToymaker]]:* [[The Wispy Tress]]:* [[Little Lady LiverMannequin-and-Licker]]:* [[The Stone Meridian]]:* [[TINT]]:* [[shade]]:* [[King of Keys|The King of Keys]]: ===Unfriends===* [[The ScorianthemeModiste]]:

* [[The HarrowerUnfettered]]:* [[The Shattered Star]]:* [[The Welkin]]:* [[The Abstraction]]:* [[Deep|The Deep]]:* [[The Tatterdemalion]]:* [[The Ash]]:* [[The Chainbinder]]:* [[They]]: