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"Yeah... I've been there, once.
I saw the harvesters; nightmarish constructs lashing mangled frames of indiscernible ships, structures...anything, into their craws, leaving nothing but that red dust that chokes the air behind them.
The detritus they sift is all metal mixed with bone - countless, intermingled, human, and none that seem to form a complete being. It all gets churned up for reprocessing. Nothing goes to waste.
Their ponderous forms pass over the scorched land with graceful indolence, content to feast slowly and indifferent to the atrocities they dredge up. They are of singular purpose - to fuel the machine that will begin the horror all over again.
That place is a tomb. There's no going back."
- Sirran, on the naming of Tomb, previously Tiber II.
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