A crown of thorns redoubles on the reef.
Wishes on stars for incisions and bloodbaths.
XON gives gifts you regret receiving.
In the service of XON, grief is your best friend.
At the border of XON, there is nothing but grief for those who are unhomed.
In the infinite fastness of XON, there is only one way out: death by endless experience drain. Unless you've been cursed from the beginning.