Notes
The Hive whispers, a shudder of steel running through the pulsing streets. It whispers for you, and only you know its secret meaning. The Adeptus Mechanicus maintain the sanctity of this immense city, this great engine fueled with human lives.
Only through communion with the Machine Spirits there be transcendence, can you find something true, and pure, and holy, wholly mechanical.
Amen.
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