An'MysstMea
Recovered pages from Quabar The Blue's Forbidden Accounting of Living Things.
You are reading this because you are a fool. Soon you will most likely die. But, that is the curse of Divergence. These pages written in my own hand, have been stolen. I wrote them. I gave them to the Archvists, and for thousands of years they remained unread. Now you are reading them. The pursuit of knowledge and understanding leads one down strange and dangerous paths. It is perilous and will kill you, but you will know the truth regarding one simple thing.
Living natural creatures more wondrous and devastating then you could even contemplate exist. They live on an island to the north of the Realm. It is unknown and unnamed, so I have named it. The Island of Lost Things. I have seen a creature that is like a giant lizard with wings fly, breath lighting, as azure as the morning sky. I have seen women with the lower bodies of birds that are not Abominations. I have watched care for their young and eat enter horses. I have seen bulls which stand upright as one of the four uplifted. I have seen them smith and construct. I have seen them love. I have seen horrible giant men, taller than 18ft with two heads, and twice the anger destroy rock and other stranger things. I have seen this all, because I am good at understanding the living. I was invited to this place, by a Taint Master. All things evolve and it was deemed that I should review older records and compare them with new observations.
I think now, that my fate had been sealed the moment I stepped onto the island. Why does this place exist? Why do these living things have not place in the Realm? The answers of course are obvious. They exist because the Devouring Mother desires them to. They have no place in the Realm because they are contrary to Her Glory and Will. And, where else will the Paragons train to maintain her Will and Glory? The realm is ordered, prosperous and progressing.
Even the Devouring Mother understands that some wild things beyond her Glory and Will must exist.
How every Divergent of Her. I have cyphered the location of the island in these very words. Enjoy the madness of Divergence. Knowing that something is true, but unable to speak it. Knowing that Her Glory fades when compared to what can be found in the world.
You are reading this because you are a fool. Soon you will most likely die. But, that is the curse of Divergence. These pages written in my own hand, have been stolen. I wrote them. I gave them to the Archvists, and for thousands of years they remained unread. Now you are reading them. The pursuit of knowledge and understanding leads one down strange and dangerous paths. It is perilous and will kill you, but you will know the truth regarding one simple thing.
Living natural creatures more wondrous and devastating then you could even contemplate exist. They live on an island to the north of the Realm. It is unknown and unnamed, so I have named it. The Island of Lost Things. I have seen a creature that is like a giant lizard with wings fly, breath lighting, as azure as the morning sky. I have seen women with the lower bodies of birds that are not Abominations. I have watched care for their young and eat enter horses. I have seen bulls which stand upright as one of the four uplifted. I have seen them smith and construct. I have seen them love. I have seen horrible giant men, taller than 18ft with two heads, and twice the anger destroy rock and other stranger things. I have seen this all, because I am good at understanding the living. I was invited to this place, by a Taint Master. All things evolve and it was deemed that I should review older records and compare them with new observations.
I think now, that my fate had been sealed the moment I stepped onto the island. Why does this place exist? Why do these living things have not place in the Realm? The answers of course are obvious. They exist because the Devouring Mother desires them to. They have no place in the Realm because they are contrary to Her Glory and Will. And, where else will the Paragons train to maintain her Will and Glory? The realm is ordered, prosperous and progressing.
Even the Devouring Mother understands that some wild things beyond her Glory and Will must exist.
How every Divergent of Her. I have cyphered the location of the island in these very words. Enjoy the madness of Divergence. Knowing that something is true, but unable to speak it. Knowing that Her Glory fades when compared to what can be found in the world.
" Why have I read this? Now I must un-cypher Quabar's words. This place of lost things fills my mind with strange thoughts and possibilities. It is harder to daily deny my on insidious Divergent ideas. I wish that Toloma had never dropped these pages. I should have spoken of these pages and her right away ... but an azure lizard that flys? And spews lighting? It makes me joyous. ..... I should just kill myself, but not before I see it."
Civic Beaucract Fen'Avanil, Burg-Be City.
Type
Island
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