you
in animate objects object logic illogical logic stone millions millennia
grown these pillars of childs unraveled the mysteries come back a stone now flown
floating resting compressed dense a mind inside a depth animate inanimate
objects naive humanoids with their rocks and ticking clocks legs to walk come to
us and legs are not required organs obsolete a frame not necessary to be so
nice and neat come to us and we will send you wherever you wish and what has
not been told are the consequences or maybe like us for some a gift as you
travel through as many have flown they grow to know what is not known to come
and realize all they carry in body and bone is no longer required to be part of
this home I am one of them I travel through these portals using the gifts of
the pillars of portal and now all is stone inanimate but inside I am alive
and animate living all I do now is what is best is giving to those travel but
everything comes with a consequence nothing done so quickly is without a
little suffering if he wished to travel our portals be wary one day you will
soon be one of us