The salvation of Prime can only be found in its mirror: the burgeoning valleys of Dia'ruis, the endless cornucopia of Life.

Apricate in the searing rays of Her eager hope! Embrace the xanthic beauty of Her endless dawn and dusk, concurrent and looping eternal!

Should you feel alone, confused, despairing or like an outsider who does not recognize or trust your home, we yearn to welcome you to your new life- a life rich in sacred ritual and tradition and the warmth of hopeful spring.

Redemption is free, should you turn from a path previously unwelcome in Duiran. She is forgiving, for She has hope for you even if you do not have it for Her.





Penned by my hand on Kinsday, the 18th of Khepary, in the year 505 MA.