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"And Man Always Seeks Light"


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"Ah--

The saints, they whisper...

And it is quiet.

So, quiet."

 

The Vicar from forgotten lands awaited an unspoken miracle by the dregged shores of Almaris, brooding in silence over the fates of a people for whom salvation from torment was falsely sworn, and never delivered. Perhaps it was mere naivety that blessed their venture to restore the faith of mankind and rebreathe posterity into gospel, but in soon time they will war earnestly than see their doctrine all crumble to nought.

 

And as for the Vicar, age had eaten through the very husk of a man he once was, an impenetrable shell of priesthood from which he teased the incentive that enabled his passage into the present, leaving in the end only rivings of an obdurate still-living corpse. Indeed, that which in times past gave him motive was dwindling like ash, nearly lost; but that alone could not dethrone the man from the seat of life, for he remains amongst the forbidden to depart. He whom by solemn duty was pit into an accursed eternity to shepherd the wheel of faith and veneration to Godhood, was himself beyond the former wheel, and beyond the cycle entrusted him in mandates of the above-divine; for he could never hope to pass from this earth, not even when the time comes for all mortal-kind to rise and abandon the darkness left in their wake.

 

It was nothing short of martyrdom in life that the Aemesh strove to enact, but even so, men seldom persevere in any quest without reassurance, and a clear-cut path has yet to brand their eyes.

 

It was only once the sun and its lording light subsided deep below the upreaching currents of ocean-water - and beckoned the gibbous moon in its place - that the pilgrims made to depart, bound too by their solemn duty to wander the vastness of the earth, all to resume their venture past the disparities of contemporary Man and thus mend him from falsity.

 

"We men are truth-hungry beasts, and seek only purpose to guide us."

The leading pilgrim, Vicar Godefroy, lifted an age-eaten palm from the many sands, into which he had whispered a thousand blessings, and resumed the eternal passage from land to farther land.

 

"In the end, man always seeks light."

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