A Vision of the Heavens

[Jayphynph 279]

 

 

 

AS DECREED BY THE HIGH PRIEST

 

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PUBLISHED BY HIS GRACE, ATTICUS KEEN, PRINCEPS OF IVORIA

on the 15th of the Sun’s Smile in the Year of our Lord 2003.

 

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Foreword

 

It hath long been known that the House of Keen art a people of GOD, favored and chosen in His boundless grace. From the days of their forebear, who many moons past was graced with visions divine, hath their path been illuminated. It was these sacred visions that brought unto them the might and majesty of a Grand Duchy, and with it, the strength to smite the vile darkspawn during the hallowed witch hunts of Aesterwald. In this same holy light, borne upon the bloodline of greatness—the blood of exalted champions of the Canon—we do now declare a revelation most profound: mine own son, the Lord Matthias Keen of Ivoria, hath been blessed by the Almighty with a Divine Vision.

 

This vision, as commanded by the High Priest of the Holy Mother Church and his venerable Curia, hath been faithfully transcribed by the Scribes of Keen. It is hereby set forth to be examined and studied in the days to come, that the fullness of its sacred meaning may be revealed, as GOD's will is made manifest through the passage of time.

 

 

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A recounting of the vision

 

Sat within a room in the grandeur of Mount Vindicta, seat of Ivoria, the Lord Matthias Keen did see a darkness surrounding him. Yet, as swiftly as the shadow fell, it was pierced by the radiant Light of the Seven Heavens, a brilliance unmatched and holy. Within his mind’s eye, there appeared a sprawling city, brimming with joy and populated by virtuous souls. Encircling the city, a vast field of white roses stretched to the horizon, each bloom fairer than the last. In this moment, the young Matthias Keen felt a divine ease wash over him—an ease that was swiftly disturbed by a gnawing unease at the nape of his neck.

 

He turned, and behold, a monstrous black cloud descended upon Mount Vindicta, eclipsing the Sun and casting the city into a dreadful darkness. This foul cloud bore a thousand crimson eyes, each gaze piercing to the very soul and filling all who beheld them with dread. The great Beast within the cloud summoned forth an army of despair, its soldiers forged in the flames of Hell, flames that devoured the field of white roses and advanced mercilessly upon the city. As the horde swept forward, it spared none, striking down men, women, and children with indiscriminate cruelty. The Lord Keen, in his vision, could only bear witness, powerless to intervene.

 

But from the highest peak of Ivoria, there came a beacon of unyielding light. Its source: a Great Knight, clad in armor of burnished gold, gleaming with the brilliance of Heaven itself. In one hand, the Knight bore a golden crozier, and in the other, a mighty longsword with a crossguard shaped as a radiant golden cross. This holy figure descended from the mountaintop, bringing forth the might of the Divine against the forces of Hell. He struck down the infernal host with righteous fury until at last, he stood before the Beast itself, its thousand eyes fixed upon him.

 

A great and terrible duel commenced. The Knight and the Devil clashed, their battle enduring what seemed to Matthias an eternity. At last, the Knight struck a grievous blow, and with it, the Sun’s light broke through, dispelling the darkness and vanquishing the Beast. Yet, this victory came not without sacrifice, for as the Knight laid low his foe, he too surrendered his final breath.

 

Then, as if by the hand of Providence, a century passed in but an instant. Matthias beheld a new city, grander and more glorious than the first, rising upon the purified land. The field of white roses had returned, its beauty restored, covering the scars of the battle. At the city's heart, there grew a great white Tree, sprung forth from the very ground where the Knight had fallen—a symbol of his ultimate sacrifice and the Divine grace that followed. Once more, Matthias was overcome by a holy tranquility, as if the Creator Himself had set this vision before him.

 

And lo, the room returned to its mortal state. The young Matthias Keen found himself gasping for air, trembling with the weight of what he had seen. With haste, he rose from his bed and ran to his parents, determined to relay the sacred vision entrusted to him. Together, they quickly sought an audience with the High Priest of the Church of the Canon, that he might discern the divine message within this holy vision and guide them in its significance.

 

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IN NOMINE DEI,

 

His Grace, Ser Atticus Keen, Princeps of Ivoria, Knight of Ivor, Protector of the Ivöri people

 

Lord Matthias Julius Keen, Son of the Ivori Princeps

 

[Bethinwonderland 2213]

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Haven't read the post. I just wanted to say that is an AMAZING C.O.A.! I love elephants and they should get more love

 

[HeyitsNano 1582]

"God bless you, son," the Princeps of Ivoria muttered to his child as they departed the office of the High Priest, proud and true.

[tadabug2000 4918]

The littlest Lady Keen signed the Rhodesian cross when she heard firsthand of her brothers vision had. Anneliese had knelt at her bedside, palms clasped together in fervent prayer, to the Almighty GOD above, thanking him for the gift of the vision imparted upon her elder brother.