THEMA; ORV zines

The video plays a sample of Pickl's song, "No More Words", along with an excerpt of Morning's fic and spot art by Jay. Excerpt: Window broken, she landed on the sill and sheathed her sword. She must’ve cut a fearful silhouette to warrant the three horrified stares tracking her. Discreetly, Uriel studied the scene. Children ragged, malnourished, and trapped in a sweatshop. That wasn’t her responsibility, but they reflected the crisis she’d orchestrated, and they’d obeyed her baton’s direction: one little tear-streaked face flickering every distressing emotion. Not just them—near the simmering door lay a pile of crumpled bodies. There was no justification for it. “Don’t be afraid,” she said. But his hammer stayed raised when the boy asked, “Are you here to kill us?” “No,” she answered resolutely, extending her hand. “I heard your call. I’m going to save you.”

After a moment of silence, the Outer Gods embrace the child, one by one (represented by the instruments entering in sequence). The dream shatters, alongside the line from which this song derives its title.