It’s darkness at noon and time to awaken from your slumber. You’ve undone all that was once good. You created monuments to mortal gods and fashioned monsters. Now more than ever, you must tend to your gardens and make nature home again.
Confront not just your fears but your sins. Go to the boundless realms of the unknown, where words melt like blue to a blind man. There is no beginning or end here, just the turning wheel of self-discovery. Fill yourself with truth. Define yourself. Create yourself. Don’t change, transform.