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If seven watch-fires be kindled with haste, The camp's relief shall then be graced.

The Fairy Ring accepts no gift but one. Offer up thy Finger, and the rite is done.

A thunder bolt the twinkling tree must smite, When you gleam the last bit of light.

Where brambles cover hearts that rest as one, Stand between their tombs, and the secret will be shown.

The second, the third, and then the first, The Totems have thus conversed.

Present yourself broken, depleted, powerless, and unadorned. Amidst the dead may you be transformed.

Where stubborn stone hath sealed the secret rite, By blast break through, and bring it unto sight.

Stand still a while in a deathly spot, The way to the Cemetery shall be wrought.

Thrice you run aboute Life's Tree, A path shall rise for you to see.

Where shallow waters lap the crescent stones, Let east and west in answering strokes be thrown.

Those which come easy to those that come hard, Where bright fish swim, these four you must discard.

Hew down all the sun-flowers bright, To reveal the prize to thy sight.

Smite the sword with strokes thrice and four, to reveal the prize for all the world.

Touch the headstone sunk in the deep, Step into the waters if the spring you would reap.

Within your open palm it lies. Dash, and claim the waiting prize.

Upon the span above the waiting Void, Yield up thy breath, and wake what shadows hide.

Run over the bridge to and fro, Where skulls lie scattered in a row.

In the home of the hag, extinguish all joy and preserve all misery, for a sip of the cauldron for thee.

Come forth, child. You've ventured this far into a strange land, do not be coy now.

Blood is the price, Cursemarked. Oh yes, you will pay it many times over.

Now take your life, mingle your blood with this land, and be bound to it.

The Eye of the Void shall witness you, and the wheel of Valoria shall spin.

Thank you for completing our demo. The game is available for purchase on Steam now.

In the full game, you will be able to continue where you left off in the demo.

Ever........ Ready........ For........

The..........

Battle..... To....... Come........

Thank you for playing the Early Access version of Cursemark. You have beaten all the available bosses, but a lot more content is in the works. Feel free to keep experimenting with builds, solving secrets, and exploring.

Boil the seas, burn the trees... Pillage the future to fix the past... Ehehehe... What future do we have, anyway?

A book is firestarter, love is a cruel trick, hope is a fish hook... Ehehehe... You know this to be true.

Do not ask where the Runes come from, would you really want the answer anyway?

Don't bother with hope, if you want my advice. Tomorrow is a long ways away...

Ehehehe... you can't really help yourself, can you? Don't feel bad, just take what you need...

His soul may never ascend,

He who bears the Cursemark.

A tether to this lesser plane,

Prison to the deathless.

Ah, another hopeful ascendant... I fear I have limited welcome to offer you.

Pah, hope. What an arrogant concept. Humility will serve you much better in this place.

Runes are sacred and precious things, creations of the Empyrean Eye.

It does not do to dwell on our cursed lot in life.

To accept our punishment is divine.

The rune holds power most knaves barely understand.

The subtle inscriptions, the faint heat, the glow... ahh the rune is truly a marvelous thing.

A man of light has much to fear moving through dark lands. Better to keep your head down and avert the evil gaze.

It is not just your feet on this journey, it is your soul as well. Never let either rest too long...

There is no answer to "why", all things are exactly as they are. If you ask "why", you may as well ask a stone.

Continue your work, Cursemarked. Keep your eyes only a little ahead of you.

Your body may move in a wheel of life and death, but your soul advances ever onwards.

You damn pathetic worms, crawling out of the ground. Endless, endless streams of you.