Mindlink: Melia -- Amphitrite

[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.