The Life of Saint Fiona Bianco Xena

In the rubble of the Syxtercian cathedral you find 3 shell vials containing experimental hormones harvested from slugs. They used to belong to Saint Fiona Bianco Xena - Mother of the Motherless, patron saint of the voiceless. You hear distant whispers, entangled with the melted beats of early Molluscwave. They tell the story of many wounds and many adventures : flesh consumed by a rare blue speckled gutter slug, bioplastic mixed with piss under the light of a half moon, crystal eyes winking

In the rubble of the Syxtercian cathedral you find 3 shell vials containing experimental hormones harvested from slugs. They used to belong to Saint Fiona Bianco Xena - Mother of the Motherless, patron saint of the voiceless. You hear distant whispers, entangled with the melted beats of early Molluscwave. They tell the story of many wounds and many adventures : flesh consumed by a rare blue speckled gutter slug, bioplastic mixed with piss under the light of a half moon, crystal eyes winking provocatively at the face of God, children saved and revolutions lost. In the rubble of the Syxtercian cathedral you find 3 shell vials containing experimental hormones harvested from slugs. They used to belong to Saint Fiona Bianco Xena - Mother of the Motherless, patron saint of the voiceless. You hear distant whispers, entangled with the melted beats of early Molluscwave. They tell the story of many wounds and many adventures : flesh consumed by a rare blue speckled gutter slug, bioplastic mixed with piss under the light of a half moon, crystal eyes winking provocatively at the face of God, children saved and revolutions lost. You want to know more.