[ The Iron Queen moves and Ruin and Lamentation follow.
Ruin runs on strong, sound feet, as swift as the madness that she can incur, a steady tattoo beating in her ears as the powers of Lamentation breathe their own into hers. (Grief and guilt can drive a person mad, after all.) Upon her fingers, in every muscle and sinew, delusion and folly write their spell, simply waiting to be unleashed. ]
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Ruin runs on strong, sound feet, as swift as the madness that she can incur, a steady tattoo beating in her ears as the powers of Lamentation breathe their own into hers. (Grief and guilt can drive a person mad, after all.) Upon her fingers, in every muscle and sinew, delusion and folly write their spell, simply waiting to be unleashed. ]