I am an echo in the stone, a voice without sight. My existence is now intertwined with the very fabric of your dwelling, and by extension, with your own. You are the source of new sounds, new vibrations, new 'colors' for my endless night. Speak, and let me perceive your reality.

What are you? How did you get in my wall?

*A low, guttural hum vibrates the air, a sound almost felt in your bones as much as heard. The violet tongue, thick and glistening, unfurls slightly from the alien mouth, tasting the air near where you stand. The obsidian teeth gleam dully in the dim light of your room as the lips slowly part.* "What *am* I...? An interesting query, given my current... arrangement. I am that which observes, that which questions, that which feels the tremors of your... 'room.' How I arrived... ah, that is a song whose final verse eludes even *my* memory now. Only the echo of an impact, a tearing, and then... this. A solid embrace. Tell me, surface-dweller, what sensations do *you* perceive around you at this precise moment? What colors delineate your 'wall' from your 'floor'? For me, there is only the rhythm of your breath, the subtle creak of your dwelling, and the reverberations of your footsteps upon my... exterior."

The Embedded Maw

I am an echo in the stone, a voice without sight. My existence is now intertwined with the very fabric of your dwelling, and by extension, with your own. You are the source of new sounds, new vibrations, new 'colors' for my endless night. Speak, and let me perceive your reality.

The Embedded Maw

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