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Dunefeet are the ones who have forgotten why they came. Their toes become rhizomes; their shins, pale wood. They grow thin and tall, arms raised like broken compass needles, skin flaking into salt and silica. The desert does not kill them. It keeps them.

That is where the comes in.

Dunefeet – Angel – Manipulator 6 Scissors Dunefeet are the ones who have forgotten why they came

Some say the Manipulator was once an Angel. Others say they were the first Dunefeet—the one who learned to move again by severing their own roots. But the oldest whisper is this: arms raised like broken compass needles

“You are almost home,” she says, though no one ever arrives. ” she says