In a shower of light and fire, she arrived—a great, scattering multitude.
We knew not what to call these fallen vessels, but they were surely Beacons.
And so we carved Her temples from these very walls to spread and protect Her Ova.
We are the chosen few, the Disciples of the Blessed Mether.
Today, on this most auspicious day, we pray for—[dark stains blotch the page]
Where to find it
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