| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Simple blue robes, fit for travel, though some would say they were unfitting for a creature such as itself, it found them comfortable and welcoming.A radiant blade formed itself in its belt, a mop of unruly, deep brown, hair appeared on its head, the light that had surrounded it pulled itself into its new shell, and Morphius the Eternal took his first breath, once again.The wizard opened his eyes
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