The Bell Cult
The Zealous Keepers of the Sacred Chime
Hear the silence after the final chime.
In the hush between tolls is where true order hums. You may call us zealots, but we are custodians of a sacred stillness, keepers of the one true harmony. Through the chimes, we quiet the chaos. Through silence, we perfect the world. Resistance is just noise. And noise, eventually, fades.
What I'm Into: the Great Bell's slumber, muted masks, the hierarchy of chimes, echoless corridors, attuning the unruly
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