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Yellowish fabric, witness to febrile confessions. It still quivers in the face of tortured souls, allowing one to listen to those who can no longer speak.


Given in return of Linen Cloth (given by Tirso in Albero after the first item given to him). Give the cloth to the statue in the Lake of Silent Pilgrims to receive the shroud. To enter the frozen realm, interact with the fountain in the middle of Albero.

Allows the Penitent One to read the memories of corpses.

Achievements

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Last Words
Talk with all the corpses.

Lore

Febrile as he was, he hardly noticed someone had sat down next to him. A gentle hand patted a white cloth on his forehead; it was a fabric of the utmost softness, which allowed light through it as if it were a sheet of paper, and was soaking his feverish sweat and providing such relief that he couldn't help but fall asleep. When the cloth was soaked, the nun got up and handed it to the Mother Superior, adding: "With this, we'll be able to have his confession."

Location of Corpses

# Quote Location
01 "What are those little ones that seem to hide up in the ceilings, amongst the ornaments of the altars? When I call them, they do not appear to pay me any mind. They are covered in ribbons that give the impression of fluttering in an invisible, imperceptible, constant wind... At times I hear them cry, and at times I hear them laugh. What are you, oh creatures of divine grace!?" Corpse 1.jpg
Albero
02 "It must be around here... The bell will no't stop ringing. I hear its jingling even in my dreams. My hands are wounded from all the digging. it must be around here... Just one more wound... I hear it close by..." Corpse 2.jpg


Desecrated Cistern

03 "I feel myself weakening. I am sentenced to perish, abandoned in this forceful praying position. I can no longer hear the rest, only their rusted cages, swaying in the wind." Corpse 3.jpg


Where Olive Trees Wither

04 "It is closer now. The crying faces of ice announce the proximity of the convent. They presage the pain awaiting inside its walls. I ask the cold to be merciful and allow me to climb to the peaks, where I will be reborn as a sister of golden visage." Corpse 4.jpg


Graveyard of the Peaks

05 "The sisters humble themselves before two holy figures in their crypts. What secrets might they be keeping..." Corpse 5.jpg

Convent of Our Lady of the Charred Visage

06 "I can feel Our Lady between these walls. I can feel her warmth, for her face still burns, a reminder of her sacrifice and ours. The pain, the cold and the burn are our Rules." Corpse 6.jpg

Convent of Our Lady of the Charred Visage

07 "On this sacred floor I will be safe. They will hear neither my footsteps nor my fear. The Miracle wanted the oranges from those trees to make no sound on falling, so that only the wind through the columns and buttresses could be heard... Now I hear only the horrific screams of those punished by the Miracle. I will wait patiently." Corpse 7.jpg

Patio of the Silent Steps

08 "I hear them reading. They mutter the forbidden writings. It is a constant murmuring whose echoes, once inside my mind, refuse to leave. I know that my curiosity will kill me, if my madness does not do it first." Corpse 8.jpg

Library of the Negated Words

09 "It cannot be... I could have sworn the candle depicted in that painting was lit, and that the room gleamed... Could I be losing my mind?" Corpse 9.jpg

The Sleeping Canvases

10 "The moon is out tonight with a long tailed gown, and a bull stares at her between the rockrose and the shadows." Corpse 10.jpg

The Sleeping Canvases

11 "I am fearful. The little one stopped crying as soon as we placed him in the arms of that wicker woman, as if it were his mother. Sometimes I can't help but think there's something living in that wicker. Sometimes it seems to be rocking him in the darkness." Corpse 11.jpg

The Sleeping Canvases

12 "There is the metal tree, erected as guardian of the bridge. That tree, with its eroded bark, is the symbol of His Holiness's final communion with the Miracle. Facing this eternal dusk, I will wait until I depart towards the other side of the Dream." Corpse 12.jpg

Wall of the Holy Prohibitions

13 "Up and down, up and down... worse than pain, and worse than cold is the squeaking, the incessant squeaking of that damned floor of rusty mechanisms." Corpse 13.jpg

Wall of the Holy Prohibitions

14 "I saw him approaching between the bars. I saw fire burst through his chest and scorch him. I saw fire burn again from thin air, and fuse his skin. He walks with fire, and fire with him." Corpse 14.jpg

Wall of the Holy Prohibitions

15 "Videte Ne Quis Sciat" Screenshot Location Corpse 15.jpg

Wall of the Holy Prohibitions

16 "How many more prayers does the Great Censer want? When will it tire and stop swaying? When will we be able to stand again? Lower your head... Close your eyes... Pray... And do not get up." Corpse 16.jpg

Mother of Mothers

17 "I have witnessed the exhumation of the Archbishop. I have witnessed how they cleansed his bones in wine to then dress him in silk and gold. I saw them place the most beautiful jewels on his face and kiss his forehead. I watched as they placed rings on his fingers and kissed his hands. They lifted him up, calling his name, and swayed him to make it look as if he was walking again." Corpse 17.jpg

Mother of Mothers

18 "Banished to oblivion, and prey to these walls, are some of the most valuable forbidden works of art..." Corpse 18.jpg

The Sleeping Canvases

19 "Half do not return..." Corpse 19 20.jpg

Desecrated Cistern

20 "Everyone passes..."
21 "When I walk by the chapel of the Perpetual Agony, I can never bring myself to enter it. She still screams in pain like the very first day they brought her here. "A living miracle!" they said. The Miracle granted her wish and now we pray to her, watching her endless ordeal." Corpse 21.jpg

Mother of Mothers

22 "Listen, my son, to the silence. It is an undulating silence, a silence where valleys and echoes slide, a silence that bows foreheads to the ground." Corpse 22.jpg

Brotherhood of the Silent Sorrow

23 "I can bear it no longer. That sound... That ringing will follow me forever. No matter where I go. This is my sentence. It is time to cross towards the other side of this cursed dream." Corpse 23.jpg

Graveyard of the Peaks

24 "Indeed, it is the Groan. It comes from the deepest core of this place, slithering in spirals, growing with its own echo, distorting amidst the bronze embossings. The cry of three intertwined throats born of a single penance, a single mourning. Light hardly ever reaches here, only the cold, and the Groan." Corpse 24.jpg

Grievance Ascends

25 "In dreams I hear him speak to me, even though his words have no sound. I dreams I can see him watch me, even though his eyes are made of silver." Corpse 25.jpg

Archcathedral Rooftops

26 "On these cliffs, located at the foot of a snowy abyss, the roots of a secret await those who are patient..." Corpse 26.jpg

Where Olive Trees Wither

27 "I saw the lady, the penitent one of gold and brocade, the one with the helmet whose visor shades her eyes as she watches the accursed and slowly setting sun…" BrotherhoodofSilentSorrowCorpse.jpeg

Brotherhood of the Silent Sorrow

28 "Beneath the earth the paths are misleading. Thai is the lie that haunts these tunnels. The howl of the wind and the roar of the waves can be heard and yet, there is no wind or sea… Not even the blue flame atop the masts burns our hands…" Corpse 28.jpg

Echoes of Salt

29 "The waters are tranquil and dark like the blackest of marble. My face is reflected in them as in a mirror of darkness, which prevents me from escaping its gaze…" Corpse 29.jpg

Mourning and Havoc

30 "We must return. I saw the shadow, I saw the gold under the black waters. We must return, the sea trembles when she is close at hand." Corpse 30.jpg

Mourning and Havoc

31 "May the Miracle protect the unprepared souls that dare challenge the voices of bone and skull, as She won’t allow anyone to interrupt their song." Isidora, Voice of the Dead

The Stir of Dawn Corpses

# Quote Location
01 "I hear footsteps up above me, beyond the roots. I hear irregular, raspy breathing from behind the rock. I hear the worms nearby, slithering towards me." Corpse 27.jpg

Petrous

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