Perhaps The Final Shape is not silence, it is a symphony.
The following text was found recessed into a stone wall within the Pale Heart. Translation protocol has done its best to equate the text to a modern language transcription, with nominal confidence.
Words or phrases with <85% translation confidence within the transcript are contained in [brackets]. Values for bracketed words or phrases are listed after the transcript, with percentages indicated in (parentheses).
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We speak so often of knives and violence, but perhaps you would come to understand something… [softer]. Perhaps [beingness] is instead a [golden harp]. Forged tenderly, a complex, sweeping, beautiful shape with graceful curves and infinite potential, the exemplary [?UNKNOWN?].
Across its two florid [buttresses], the strings of time have been pulled taught. Tightened and [tuned] to a delicate [balance of distress], if wound much further, would lead to [rupture] and sting most unpleasantly.
Pluck at any stretched string and [vibration reverberates]. Wavelength moves through [atmosphere], producing pleasing audible experiences, [they crest then fade].
If [plucked] at regular intervals, the waves rise and fall with such charm. This predictability is perfection; it is unmatched. We will compose such [sweet music]. We will control the ebb and flow. The final shape is the [golden harp], and [we are the hand that plucks].
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Confidence Percentages:
[softer] —- (72%)
[beingness] —- (84%)
[golden harp] —- (25%)
[?UNKNOWN?] —- (0%)
[buttresses] —- (46%)
[tuned] —- (77%)
[balance of distress] —- (4%)
[rupture] —- (68%)
[vibration reverberates] —- (18%)
[atmosphere] —- (15%)
[they crest then fade] —- (9%)
[plucked] —- (34%)
[sweet music] —- (37%)
[golden harp] —- (25%)
[we are the hand that plucks] —- (2%)