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Tortured

As the broken man struggles to force his eyes shut against the words that pried them open, the still black surface of the mirror begins to change. The dome and the sky above fades, the reflection dissolving then erupting in a sea of new stars, still and bright, unoccluded by cloud or sky, unwaveringly brilliant. Silus' eyes narrow and he smiles. From the other side of the glass a shadow moves across the face of the deep, obscuring the glittering starscape. - From These Strange Gods, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS

Collection: Chaos Legion

Creator: @splinterlands

Edition(s): 100