Occultic occlusion

Space
“The Sylph is dead. We’ve run out of Space.”
Time
“The Maid is dead. We’re out of Time.”
Light
“The Thief is dead. Our Light is gone.”
Breath
“The Page is dead. We are left Breathless.”
Blood
“The Knight is dead. Blood has been spilled.”
Mind
“The Seer is dead. We’ve lost our Minds.”
Heart
“The Rogue is dead. This Universe is Heartless.”
Doom
“The Mage is dead. We shall all meet our Doom.”
Hope
“The Prince is dead. Our Hope is lost.”
Life
“The Witch is dead. Life is meaningless.”
Void
“The Heir is dead. Our existence is Void.”
Rage
“The Bard is dead. Our Rage has awoken.”

So yeah, then I guess I inadvertently sadstuck’d. Or something.