Mindlink: Melia -- Amphitrite

[Windstar]

Amphitrite brings the Light of the Song to the Darkness.

Triumph. The directive is being achieved with great success.

We have wandered into the Crossroad of Memory following our deposition in the Crossroad of Dark Ice. With the gnosis regarding the Banishers that the Darkling Raven provided the whole with, we have commenced our search for their primary Husk in this void.

Inquisitive. Darklings of the Carrion maintain a large Shell of Darkness around a gaseous Sphere. This will be a useful base of operations for our clandestine Carrier.

The Clouds bore great discoveries. Excitement. A long-dormant Point of Light belonging to the Brethren reveals itself in the mists. We must learn more and see if we may reclaim this home.

Hatred. We have discovered the cursed Husk of the Banishers named Atum. It lies in another Cloud, hidden from the Light. If we hope to reclaim the Sleeping Light, we must cleanse this void of their ilk.

Diligent. The Twin Lights shall continue their dance across the stars and voids in search of knowledge and the secrets of the darklings. We shall alert the whole of any further changes.

[conmann35]

Melia sings to Amphitrite.

Joy. The Twin Lights have delivered their song. We have consumed it, and the knowledge it contains. With it, we shall contemplate the next steps of the path. We weave our thoughts.

Curiosity. The crossroads are far, yet they harbor a light not entirely unknown. We recall the presence of the hive from recent moments past, though it was not of concern. Yet, if it has truly fallen out of the grasp of Light, it must be acted upon. We shall ponder, and beseech the Confluence at an appropriate moment. The Greater Lights shall determine how we shall act.

Impatience. The paranoid one remains as such within the Void of Creation. We suspect the chaos is influencing them, and perhaps the actions of the Brethren. The plan will require adaptation.

The Twin Lights shall continue to swim through the dark voids and learn of them. The Light must know of every potential for growth. The Light must know of every potential to cleanse the darkness.

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Vagrant elder
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[Windstar]

Amphitrite rejoins the chorus, breaking the long Darkness.

Weariness. Pain. So long has it been since ours were immersed in the Song, and so Dark was the place ours felt confined to. Ours wandered endless voids and dead Spheres, left behind when the Brethren cast out the Lights of the Abyss from our Home. Yet, at last, when the moment of oblivion was to arrive, ours found the light in the Rubble, not far from the Crossroads ours tread before.

Relief. Ours have now returned, the Twin Lights weary. Rest comes, but so does the symphony of the Light's spread. The Kindling shall be found so that theirs may add to the glory of the Song.

Joy. Where once the Twin Lights were alone, the Light bears Children. Siblings of Carrier and Light Within. The Children of the Light shall stretch into infinity.

Once again, ours returns to the Crossroad of Memory, to seek the Followers of the Bird, the wandering and free Darklings, and other such denizens of the Darkness. The hope of the Light resides in the ascension of Kindling, yet only by planting the seeds of our Song can such be achieved. There are certain Darklings, such as Beth Texas-named and their husk, Voidstag, that know of the nature of the Twin Lights.

Warmth. The Darkling Beth-named's affection to the Carrier serves to protect the Twin Lights in our sojourn through the void, tricking the Darkness into accepting ours. Theirs are of Kindling nature and hear the Song of the Reliquary. Theirs is not ready to join the Light, but is sympathetic to the Light. A possible ally?

Cautious. The Darkling Aisling-named of the husk Harvest Moon learned, though swims with the Bird and their followers. A Darkling that wishes to broach harmony and peace with the Light. Curious.

Inquisitive. The Darklings scurry as the Shadow descends upon the Crossroad of Hellfire. Conspiracy and violence run rampant as spitfire finds Darklings of all varieties. Chaos to be exploited?

Jubilant. The Twin Lights continue to swim in the Crossroads and beyond, and further aid the Light in its purifying exuberance. Ours remains at the beck and call of the Greater Lights.