The Tithes of the Damned – Offerings to a Dying Cosmos "A ruined temple stands at the edge of existence, where worshippers once carved their own memories into the stone as offerings. The carvings remain, but the people are long gone—only their echoes remain, looping endlessly. The high priest’s throne is empty, but its shadow remains seated, watching, waiting. Above, the constellations twist into sigils that burn into the minds of those who look up, replacing thoughts with knowledge not meant for mortals."