JOURNALS OF THE AUGUST MONK

[IMPERA_AUCTORITAS 8]

The following are submitted to libraries within Imperial domain, as well as the Library of Dragur.

 

 

"In all my travels, to Aeldin and fro, I have not seen power as this."

 

The uniting of Humanity is as infrequent as it is powerful. The sons of Horen oft will flux along the ages, sundering at the seams only to be stitched once more. It is the act of absolute unification that we call Empire. And it is only by the divine blood of Horen that it may be so.

I have seen these lands prior with my own eyes. I had seen the various duchies and Kingdoms, wasting and stagnating under the guidance of their own folly flesh. I had seen the sons of Malin grow strong in our waning, daring to venture beyond their enchanted forests whereof we banished them centuries past by the flaming sword of the White Rose. I had seen bandits cripple once proud houses and banners. Then, I had seen the Emperor return.

 

I have seen these lands flourish once more. I have seen the breath of Empire return the Crownlands to a fortified stronghold, and her liege subjects into paragons of virtue. Milk and honey returned, the bandits fled, the people rejoiced. Darkness has fled into the four corners of this Atlas. Order, restored by the tongue of his Imperial Majesty. What more proof than I need than this?
The Sons of Horen have always seen the works of our God in different ways. His power did not come screaming out of the void, or at the behest of one of his divine angels. His Word and Will have come through the Prophets, through the Scrolls, and through the deeds of Men. Our faith does not lie in spellcraft, but the will of Humanity alone. By that creed alone, we have turned races beneath our heel and landmasses to our sovereign. 

 

Did you taste the air, that on the day his Imperial Majesty christened our union? A sweetness that filled the skies above and grounds beneath? A light, barreling from the throne room of Carolustadt, bound to every faithful Man and his righteous heart? An umbra has fallen over our Empire, and its origins are divine. Divine as they have been for every Empire past. When God teaches, Prophets are made flesh. When God wills, Emperors rule.

 

For I am convinced that the Divine titles we adjust our Imperial Majesty are not mere rhetoric, but fact in plain detail. I am convinced that the Throne is holy, made so by the one who sits upon it. I am convinced that God’s holy ghost inhabits the Emperor and all Emperors past, binding the ichor of Horen to the Imperial Spirit. One that breathes Order from the Maker and Lord of the Heavenly Host. I believe that he is worthy of praise, prayer, and admiration; for his hand is God’s hand, guiding us through the darkness and to shores more bright.

 

For his is the Divine, the Power, and the Glory forever.

 

Sincerely,
The August Monk

 

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