The Essence was so bright. Emotions, memories. Lives. Lives intertwining infinitely, stretching back farther than she could comprehend. Thousands of years, the spirits of her ancestors created a fractal blaze of Essence across the underlying metaphysical structure of the plane.
The hum of harmonic attunement echoed through the tapestry of dreams, interrupted only by… Her.
Even before her ascension, the Seer had felt conflict within her heart. What she had been told in her youth, by the newly-reborn cult of the Radiance, was that the Radiance was perfection. The ultimate force of good. To defy the Radiance was to give oneself to unspea
Twilight and suckage go hand in hand
Like a drunk and his hideous wife
I've been trapped in choir with some of its fans
And I think I've been scarred for life.
They giggled and squealed like chimpanzees
Which only made practicing harder
A part of me died with every squee
And I think that the chimps would be smarter
So I waited until the end of the year
The teacher was truly a jerk
So I told him that I'm never coming back here
It simply is not going to work.
But, alas, my escape was too good to be true
As I quickly and painfully found
For just when I thought that the torture was through
The Book Challenges came around.