and the lord said unto me, tread not upon the waters that find their lowest point at a local maximum, centipedes are frolicking, frolicking, one masterful centerpiece of a broad hall stair, descending, descending into the pit of hell, everlaster the staircase folds in on itself and it is revealed that the frothing mouths don't want the escalation, they only ask for it because it is expected of their past. trending on artstation.