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Sam Spratt - Masks of Luci

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Sam Spratt’s collection of 613 Masks of Luci. Part of Luci’s story beginning with LUCI: Chapter 6 - Masquerade

Name

Stardust to Stardust

Owner

0xd2498b4Dc8402789736F7C94CAf969eA65BadFa2

ID#458

Rarity

LO:70%

Token ID

458

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Attendee Type

Masked Guest

MID:44%

Category

Canopic

X-HI:9%

14527.89714

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884.6835937

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Created

2025-02-21 18:12:49.548 -0600

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Observation

God? There is no God. Only the remnants of our fallen tribes remain. We carve our grief into hickory, hide our skulls in the grain. He left when the fire came— just as we asked. Monastrell grapes until we drown the shame, dancing under a warm light. First, they fell. Then we burned the rest. Now we dance with the Myrtle Tree until our time arrives. Let us be reborn, forgiven— or let the council fall. Our only hope is to survive ... or look for the star that remains.

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Response 1

There is no exit, only the hush beneath the Myrtle Tree. We, the heretics, brought down the king— his skull lost to the dust, his name fading in the wind. So we rejoice, not with libations, but with sweet Xinomavro grapes, heavy on our tongues.

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Response 2

Ah, The Quiet Star wrapped in wool, untouched by our mistakes. The soft weeping of ghosts, past the ruin, past the ash, where the vines remain, their Marawi grapes ripening. Still, she sleeps— unburdened.

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Response 3

The desert stretches forward, endless, The sky does not part, but fire still burns— So we arrive and find only ash. Still, we say— we are home.

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Revision

Just remorse, as if the grain might someday speak. No kingdom, only quiet as the Myrtle sleeps.

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Region

endless_cycle

X-HI:12%

Material

Stone

X-HI:12%