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We are one.

You cannot break us apart, no matter how hard you try, just as how you cannot separate water. You may be able to push it apart, store it in separate containers, but in the end, it will always flow back together. And it will be beyond your power to stop it.

We move together; we breathe together; we eat together; we sleep together. We have no leader, just as we have no followers. We have ceased to have names. After all, when we are all the same—simply divided into twelve bodies—what use would names be?

We fear only one thing, and that is the paint washing off of our faces. It is then, when the red drips onto our fingers like tears of blood, that our souls appear, vulnerable and open to the elements to tear us apart. It is then that no amount of precision, no amount of skill, and no amount of teamwork can bring back a soul that decides to wander away from the pack.

It is only then that one of us truly dies.

And it is only then that we mourn.


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