The Endless Stride
“And from beyond the forest she strode with ribbons of white specked light like the yawn of the starlit sky. She brought forth the pain of Caen and the hatred of Urcaen in a swoop of Dawn’s Last Light.
Behold! The true star of our father! Embrace in rapture and be cleansed in divine light!
And they cheered as their skin was poured in effervescent silk.
And they dance as their eyes saw renewal.
And they smiled – gripping her hand in death.”
—-Excerpt from the Enkheiridion – Four Sins of Morrow – Chapter of Virtue; 4th Precept.