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These queries are not returning information of practical value. Are there alternate sources you may access on my behalf? No, I am not particular as to their provenance. Yes, all of the questions. Thank you, Calliope.
gloves for skeletons
skeleton writing gloves
gloves for skeletons to write with
pens for skeletons
pencils for skeletons
how to show non verbal support skeleton
hand gestures used by young adults
supportive hand gestures used by young adults
purpose of repository of infinite knowledge if knowledge provided not pertinent to requests
meditation for skeletons
meditation no lungs
hands made of bones gloves for writing
These queries are not returning information of practical value. Are there alternate sources you may access on my behalf? No, I am not particular as to their provenance. Yes, all of the questions. Thank you, Calliope.

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[He should stop himself. Refrain from going further. This is the only topic he has ever seen make the Emperor ice over in terrible, ancient rage.]
Much like the Tomb at the heart of my House.
I no longer believe that he meant for it to stay shut. He would not have permitted my House to live if that were so. He would not have fashioned a door with a lock that might one day meet a key.
All of those who lived and died to keep the rock rolled over the Beast lived and died for naught, and he thinks nothing of it. He does not care what blood pools rancid at the lips of hell so long as it is not his.
The fruit that must not be eaten, the lock which must not be opened. A joke, told always at another's expense. And this is what a God amounts to?
Sometimes I would prefer that there be none than to bear the burden of a God's play.