The Great Mother's Call

The view point of lords fallen, the truth of it all as the lament of something lost. A look to something greater, a hope that things will change. A woeful sorrow that seeks to know why the actions taken were never good enough. Despite it all, a single mistake was all that was needed to begin to doom drum of a mighty empire built for the sole purpose of creating an Edin for the gods Children.

The beginning of an end is never something that is obvious at the time. It's never an obvious choice, it's never something we expect. Ones doom is always ones own making, in fury and sadness we make decisions that have far reaching consequences that could have been avoided altogether. Be wary of approaching the unknown, for what we do not understand may in fact be the thing we needed all along, only for it to be whisked away before we could comprehend. The test is always given before the lesson.

And when our world comes crashing down, when everything we have is at stake, do we know the full force of the choices we have made. Vilorlith meets her end, and the fall of The Quartet cannot be stopped. Only when she stares the Wrath of her actions in the eyes does she know. She knows that all she has worked for, all she has built will be sacrificed to her folly.

From another perspective, from the perspective of her killer. He knows that he himself is denied the prize he so longed to claim, in his fury he chains what she called precious to herself. Even when he was to drink from the chalice of triumph, she protected her Children with her life, as well as theirs. He feels the weight of her power at last, and rises from the ashes of her efforts.

Vilorlith finds herself in a place she has no understanding of. In a place neither her or the other gods had built. She wonders if she is truly dead, truly gone from this world. Staring out into eternity, watching what the Shadows have made of her world. As time passes by, she withers and accepts that she was wrong for her actions to that Shadow, that Brother she never gave a chance to right his wrong.

Chapter 9, Dreams Unending in The Great Tree: Soft and Subtle Wind is told from Vilorlith's perspective as she finds Ilgor of the Skullbrood Clan during her Ceremony of Bhal. She sees her opportunity to make amends with the world she broke, with the children she abandoned in her folly. She finds one of her Children calling out from the void between time and space. From between reality and fiction in the resting place of a god, she denies Bhal the opportunity to take another one of her children, though risks much to do so. Hiding inside Ilgor's soul to keep from being found until she is ready speak with her daughter.

Vilorlith's Children are forced to make do without their creator. They understand what is happening to the the world as it darkens around them, and how the historian makes several connections between this passage and similar myths of the world.

A dream where Ilgor hears Vilorlith's voice. The words she speaks and the sense of fear and hope in her voice. Ilgor wrote these words and would contemplate them for many months before an answer is given to her.

Another dream Ilgor has where she hears this voice again. Yet, it seems like the words are directed at many different factors of her life. Though the cold realization seeps through her as she understands whatever this voice, this Corpse Woman, is the same one that followed her through her dreams during her Ceremony. She begins to understand that this creature is begging for help, that this being is somehow connected to her and her people.

As Vilorlith is unable to speak in the spectral form she appears before Ilgor in, she speaks often in her dreams. Illy has slowly begun a tenuous trust of this creature, attempting to learn anything about her or what she speaks of. Though, to her credit she has not made this known to the wrong parties... yet. She learns that this corpse woman is not an enemy, but a potential ally. One that harbors both a great shame about a past she cannot speak of yet and how it pertains to Illy.

Vilorlith laments her inability to stop what has happened in the past, that even a god can be filled with remorse at the actions they have taken.