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Valley of the Kings, the first thing you will see on your left is the giant, looming but inactive Gate to the Black Garden, guarded by a few Vex. But instead

promontories and flares. We stood beneath a blue hypergiant, titan of suns, looming over all. It should have killed my human-bodied companions instantly—with

broad shoulders, a curling horn. Seeing the stark outline of Lord Shaxx looming on the stairs elicited centuries-old instincts, and it was temperance that

huddled Guardians fell into shocked silence as Commander Zavala's silhouette loomed over the table. A hooded figure sat, suddenly enveloped by the shadow, and

chair. She stares past her doctor, out the narrow windows, and looks to the looming figure of the Traveler hanging in the sky. It seems so much bigger compared

Coalition to prepare for the Witness's arrival in the Sol System and the looming threat it poses, Osiris attempts to inquire Rasputin about the visions he

range or deliver a devastating melee impact. A massive Hive Dreadnaught ship looms in the rings of Saturn. Oryx, The Taken King has arrived in our solar system

blade that anchored an oppressive terrace of sharpened obsidian. The terrace loomed over their heads. A voice cut through the gnashing—eager-toned, like running

space, choosing instead to focus on the task at hand. He moves toward the looming structure of the Lighthouse and the Guardians gathered outside, waiting

her fists together. "Huh," she said. Think of space-time as a tapestry on a loom. This weapon is the needle. "So wait, that thing you found does… what?" "It

long fibers and fastens them to his loom as the warp—the threads that run top to bottom. With two hands, he holds the loom in his lap. Carefully, he chisels

then releases the cable. They look up at the massive, tusked skull that now looms majestically over the Crucible staging area. The occasion has attracted a

heretical in the form of the BRAVE Arsenal as the threat of the Final Shape looms over the Sol System. He and Arcite 99-40 sets up shop in the Hall of Champions

as well. The Hunter wraps his hands in the beautiful ropes of the world's loom and vaults into emptiness. Laughter and Strand buoy him up at once, delight

armaments in storage. Don't worry, Namrask. I do not intend to abandon the Loom. I am merely… consulting. I am surprised Lord Shaxx let Drifter contribute

the Kell of Kells. Then, nothing. Savek supplicates before the obelisk. It looms over her, listing from the cave entrance into the bruise-colored sky. Its

walked between planes and sorted the threads of reality on a vast metaphysical loom, weaving some closer, some more distant. Mara and Riven shaped her third

her. Furious. Unblinking. Curious. "Go on then," she snarled, her fist looming. "The message." The assassin struggled. "You are a child in a general's

given him. Lavinia thinks of the tools his House once favored: shuttle and loom. "I saw the shape of the Nine on Venus. A place that was once precious to

he spoke with alarm, 'If I knew we would fight, I'd be long gone.'" Eido loomed over the gathered hatchlings, who huddled together nervously. Drifter loitered