The Stepwise Palace - a FSVO sequence
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Southward now, material once more,
To a great hall, echoing and chill,
Nothing is here, it seems, but walls and floor,
But through our bodies wild emotions thrill:
We love, we hate, we fear, we laugh, until
We know that from a world of glass and steel
Discarded, human souls these caverns fill,
Exiled by their owners from the Real,
Bereft of every power save to touch or feel.