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There was something in the doctor's movements, something that wasn't quite right; a flickering motion like a moth caught in a window. He turned the lantern and for a brief moment caught a glimpse of the truth, a hideous feathered beast with skittering feet and a nose like the trunk of an elephant.

"What are you?" he asked his voice shaking and breath visible upon the air.

"I am the watcher, the keeper, the voice for the voiceless. Listen close, pupa, you monkeys scratch upon the walls and tease at forces beyond your ken. Yet, I have sympathy." The doctor offered his hand. "Come with me and I will make you more, I will help you see, I will cure you of ignorance and gently rest your head upon the madness you seek."

Listen close child, listen close to the deacons as we tell the story of the one who pulls the strings. I am the one who pulls the strings by Fafnir313 on DeviantArt

Description
There was something in the doctor's movements, something that wasn't quite right; a flickering motion like a moth caught in a window. He turned the lantern and for a brief moment caught a glimpse of the truth, a hideous feathered beast with skittering feet and a nose like the trunk of an elephant.

"What are you?" he asked his voice shaking and breath visible upon the air.

"I am the watcher, the keeper, the voice for the voiceless. Listen close, pupa, you monkeys scratch upon the walls and tease at forces beyond your ken. Yet, I have sympathy." The doctor offered his hand. "Come with me and I will make you more, I will help you see, I will cure you of ignorance and gently rest your head upon the madness you seek."

Listen close child, listen close to the deacons as we tell the story of the one who pulls the strings. I am the one who pulls the strings by Fafnir313 on DeviantArt