Wednesday, October 22, 2025
Time: 7:40 AM
Song: Three Fingers
Artist: Buckethead, Saul Williams
Mode of Consumption: Listening to MP3s on shuffle.
Link to song: https://open.spotify.com/track/3xACxI8xJOhJ7rHkeDqUS8?si=8dba6f5c1f8e4ffa
I hear the lyrics to this song, I think of some sort dark, mysterious, maybe terrifying character.
If it was a fantasy novel, perhaps a demon, I forget how Tolkien described it, the Old World maybe.
My demon maybe rises from some sort of desert cell. Perhaps, an inverted pyramid, where the point is buried miles under the desert floor. At that point, the prison of the demon resides. A small urn, maybe, with strange designs carved on the outside, ancient spells acting as the first defense against this evil spirit.
What wakens this demon from his otherwise eternal slumber. Maybe a vibration. Vibration by excavation, or maybe three have always been followers of this demon searching for his resting place, hoping to find it, to release this hell back to the planet.
They’ve somehow deceived the honorable order of guardians, slipped past their watchful eye, and descended into this inverted pyramid.
It’s a maze, but they’ve read ancient texts describing the layout of this place. They have the sight, even in the dark.
What will they do when they find the urn? What will happen when they open it?
Who will be the hero to stop it?
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