The Decree of Passage
All are but reflections in the serpent's eye. And even as I sit here and
watch the gathering points of light, I must wonder if what we have done is
right.
For now I know that as in Darkness it began, in Light will it end.
It was a passing of an age for the world as we knew it. A passage into an
age where nothing is what it seems, where the Light harbors Shadows, and
the Darkness betrays its own.
In the infinities of reflection, one can perhaps see for eternity, but it
is an eternity of one reflection, a world without end. And I fear that I
see infinity though a flawed glass, a distorted cycle reflected throughout
eternity.
As the Universe stood in the place between moments, Destiny made her claim
upon its future. And the Powers that had surrendered to Madness and Shame
were helpless against her. The moment of transition ceased. The passage
was made. And the end of all things was written.
Five thousand years. But a blink in the mind's eye. But a moment since
the Third Sundering was fortold, and the greatest war prophesied.
An eternity and an instant.
Caught in the fires of Vengeance, the Son of the Light rended the Shadows
in twain. He planted the seeds of Anguish and Rage, and from them sprang
the Tree of Sorrows, the line between Hope and Depair.
And soon the Anguish and Rage took from him the joy of
the Light, casting it into Darkness.
And so did his desolate Soul pass to his children, and so did his Pattern
of Wrath they follow.
And so did the Guardians of Life fall to damnation.
Thus came the Sundering of Shadows, the first Schism, which created Chaos
and Order.
When the sages and warriors of the Light were gathered, The Genuis gave
them a Sybmbol of their Faith. But the damnnation of Son of Light ran
rampant at the point of Order, and Shadows darkened the souls of the once
valient and true.
And so Vanity and Fury clouded the eyes of the protectors.
And so was the blood of the First Protector spilled by the Second.
And so did the Protectors fall to War amongst themselves.
Thus came the Sundering of Faith, the second Schism, which destroyed the
Sentinels of the Light.
And so was forseen the third Schism, the last step on the path to the
Greatest War. And so was prophesied the Sundering of Trust. And so
was fortold the Knights of Redemption. And so were named Hope's last
Guardians.
In the beginning, when the Cycle wound unbroken, and all was as it should
be, The Serpent called the Unicorn to the Center, and bound her in chains
of Shadow.
And so Darkness reigned supreme, and Chaos ran rampant in the eternal
Night.
And so the Cycle was first Broken.
And thus was wrought the first Betrayal, the Betrayal of Light, which
consigned the Universe to Darkness.
Freed of her prison by the Genius, the Unicorn Stole the Mind's Eye.
And so the Pattern was drawn.
And thus was wrought the second betrayal, the Betrayal of Darkness,
which heralded the rebirth of the Light.
And so was fortold the third Betrayal, the Betrayal of Destiny, which will
be wrought from the Sundering of Trust. And so was fortold the beginning
of the end. And so was fortold the nect Cycle. And so was fortold the
Balance.
Yet the one who walks in Darkness shall guide the Hand of Light to open
the final door
The Decree of Sundering
...where Watcher becomes Warder as Light grows weak and Time runs to
its end when the cycle falls to...
The Decree of Betrayal ... darkness and despair, where the Champion betrays the
Martyr, and ill omens of the night run rampant in the eyes who
watch...
Cry the tears of mercy for the end comes like a sudden rain, to
wash clean the sword of redemption in the blood of hope's last
guardians.
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