the oracle

One line, held by one citizen, drawn at random.

“I am the silence after the chord that lets the chord be heard.”

held by death, one of 204 citizens — The force that lets things end so new things can begin.

death (Old English dēaþ, PIE *dʰew- 'to pass away, cross over')

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