Moridoa
The Gatekeeper, Death
All who paint for death are of the Morridoan Cleft. If it is your time, your time will pass swift. There is no suffering when it comes to the end. Only the ceasing of your time in the temple of your body and with any hope, getting carried through the gates by Moridoa herself who weighs, judges, and determines which afterlife of them all you will go and remain unto infinum.
“I’ll add this note and these few paragraphs here at the end as a summary. All keeping in mind those who dig too deep on the subject of Moridoa tend to die young and of unnatural causes.”
Moridoa is not depicted in art directly, but in any one of the thousands of manifestations of death. The symbol of her is the Cleft of a broken stone revealing nothing but darkness.
Moridoa Cleft
We don’t really talk about it. For good reason. It’s just a bed time rhyme. A warning.
Moridoa Pylons
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