This is for you Lady Auresae. It is the sacrificial offering of my
pride.
I have commited heinous blasphemy against you and against those who
serve you.
I shouted to the world that you were the child of Chakrasul even when I
never knew this to be true. I listened to whispers and dreams like those
before me that were better left ignored. You are not the child of
Chakrasul. You are Auresae the Lady of Fire. I won't seek your
forgiveness; however, know that I repent of this sin.
It was not easy form me to digest the death of my Lord Rahn. This is
because it took me so long to accept him as my Lord. There was a time
when I accused even Rahn of being Chakrasul's pawn. But I found him
after I left the Daru the first time. I found Rahn as a truely great
Hero in my hometown Ashtan after the war. I put so much hope into him
that he would heal that dirty city. When he was gone, I could not bear
the agony I felt inside. I did not even understand the difference
between the Hero Rahn and the Spirit that was in him.
In truth, it was the Hero that I worshipped. That Hero is dead. May I be
dead in Rahn.
I realize now that I do not know the Spirit of Fire. Nonetheless, my
words have been grave heresy.
Lady Auresae I understand what Rahn did at the World Tree... finally. He
sacrificed himself to save that which is your Spirit. I sought answers
for many years. I wanted to bring the Flame of Yggdrissal back, because
somehow I thought that this would bring Rahn back.
If the Flame did return it would be readily available to Consanguine and
Necromancers. Perhaps that is the reason it should not be revived, even
if it were possible.
How did I become this monster? As a friend of mine put it I am a worm. I
gave Oniala a gift when She was but a sick child in a Chapel in Jaru. It
was a book about Yggdrissal and it's origen. Her caretakers chuckled at
me and told me that She probably would not be able to read it. But I
left it with Her anyway, because somehow in my grief I put all my hope
in this Child when I finally laid eyes on Her. And to think that I
sought Her out to betray Her location to those who might harm Her. Those
ones shall remain unnamed.
My misdirected anger has not gone unnoticed as I am Damned to eternity
and deserve to remain such.
I don't know if I worship the Fire Spirit. Nonetheless I recant and I
respect. Do I serve the Light? I don't know. I shall worship the memory
of Rahn forever, as it was His Death that allowed the Fire Spirit to
Live.

Walk in the Light Luminaries and Daru.

As for me, I shall be Dead in Rahn, feebily hoping to be as great a hero
as the Hero of heros... Lord Rahn

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Severin, in the year 172 MA.