Darkness is a weight that clings to the soul. I will let it move through me and fall away; for in its absence, only the light will persist.

  Fear is a shroud that envelops the spirit. I shall walk through it, for beyond it lies the path of the Ascended and only its chosen shall prevail.

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  I shall be still and know the truth that echoes beyond death, beyond darkness. I am more than flesh; I am more than thought. I am the finite spark of the Eternal Ember, a thread in the tapestry of the infinite.

  Through surrender, I am exalted.

  Through stillness,

  I shall prosper.

  - Elenthea Aetherwyn, First Keeper of the Temple of the First Ember