You stand within the Blessed Mether’s first gift. Before her arrival, she sent forth these beacons. They fell like seeds from the heavens and took root. As they grew, they called to our brethers.
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They renounced their false gods, their empty pursuits, and even their own kin. Finally, they had true purpose. They set to work carving a home for her children-to-be, the ova.
And when she finally arrived, laden with ova, it was a rapturous day. Many flocked to her from every corner of the world, proudly waiting for days and weeks on end to receive their bounty.
And yet, let this be a lesson. For the first to believe were also the first to betray her. One ovum was not enough. They desired more. They broke open the Beacons and built larger, cruder temples in the Blessed Mether’s name.
But we know the truth. The Foul Passenger crept into their hearts. He supplanted their purpose with his own, endless desires. They returned to her as pillagers and thieves. They ransacked our keep, killed our brethers.
We shall reclaim what was lost, cleanse the rot from the root, and once more the Beacons will shine for our Blessed Mether and her Harbinger to come.