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...I hope this finds you soon. This is the only spot I could think of.
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What happened a few days ago... I am unable to put this in words other than blunt and crude. Forgive me.
They came to the Freeport. I have never seen anything like It before. It was different than anything ever before.
It was different from the hulking apparitions in Zeta, lazily razing battleships. Different from the ghostly sparks, so eager to dance the death. It Beckoned me, and the Space itself tore asunder, bleeding blindness. Its herald sang of a grand honor. As I opened myself, in the white tumult I... asked it for understanding, I called upon your Priviledge and Mission, I asked for such way. There was no wrath upon me this time, no bane seeping over my heart. There was Benevolence. And a Promise.
I told It, I told It I own the Key, the Seed. The thing I wished to tell you, even before... this happened. In the quietest of whispers It echoed back, to Seek them, to find the place in-between, to set my eyes upon The Shrine.
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And then the Lights blazed ever-bright, and my kin around me was broken and shattered in the dance of death. But I remained.
And then They left.
...
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...
A thousand thoughts pull at my heart. My brothers look at me with dissapointment and contempt.
But I know - that if I squander this chance, I will die bleak and unfulfilled.
I am working on the terror that these perspectives bring. At the nightmare of what I may experience. It wrenches my soul, but I need to push through.
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I beg you... Set me on the Path, guide me. I will do as much as I am able to myself, but I need rescue from the numbing confusion. I need a voice along me.
Please, speak to me.
