Sometimes they took people alive. Bringing
them into that "nest" for some unknown purpose.
To eat them, that'd be our first assumption.
But then, some have managed to return. They
recount a seemingly endless labyrinth. That
despite how their gothic castle of a dwelling
pierced the clouds, it sprawled even further
beneath the earth. Descending as they felt
smaller and smaller surrounded by more and
more grotesquely overdeveloped dolls, they'd
finally see their "queen," Concordia, the Archdoll.

Towering, overpowering, they said of her.
Standing above even the part of the nest visible
aboveground, and still reconstructing herself to even
greater extents with every serving brought to her by
high dolls who, without her presence, would individually
seem almost apocalyptic in their own right.

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