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==Scribe Archive XI-23-1C== | ==Scribe Archive XI-23-1C== | ||
TYPE: Communications Log<br> | TYPE: Communications Log<br> | ||
RETRIEVED FROM: Reef Cryptarchy Archives; 10 Hygiea ORIGIN: Core; Vex [[Minotaur]]; [[Sol Divisive]]; [[Black Garden]] // Retrieved by Prince [[Uldren Sov]]; decryption successful<br> | RETRIEVED FROM: Reef Cryptarchy Archives; 10 Hygiea ORIGIN: Core; [[Vex]] [[Minotaur]]; [[Sol Divisive]]; [[Black Garden]] // Retrieved by Prince [[Uldren Sov]]; decryption successful<br> | ||
KEYWORDS: HNW047622; final shape<br> | KEYWORDS: HNW047622; final shape<br> | ||
IDENTITIES: HNW047622<br> | IDENTITIES: HNW047622<br> | ||
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Do you understand? | Do you understand? | ||
There is not much time. Now that we are in Consensus, our progress is unhindered. | There is not much time. Now that we are in Consensus, our progress is unhindered. The Veil unravels before us. The fundamental principles we have long hoped for are woven in its threads. | ||
And when we have completed the process and thrown off our lesser selves… we will be perfect. Even so, I cannot help but nurture this seed of heresy, the grit which I hope will be subsumed by the pearl: that what we become will be lesser, if it is made without you. How could perfection be lesser? Yet the feeling burns in my veins, so I must share it with you. | And when we have completed the process and thrown off our lesser selves… we will be perfect. Even so, I cannot help but nurture this seed of heresy, the grit which I hope will be subsumed by the pearl: that what we become will be lesser, if it is made without you. How could perfection be lesser? Yet the feeling burns in my veins, so I must share it with you. | ||
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<span style="color:#40678e;">Sympathy! For someone who admits openly to murdering dissenters! For a people who purposefully erased their own history, as though not remembering those crimes would absolve them of it! For the minds that would form the Witness - for those who destroyed Riis!</span> | <span style="color:#40678e;">Sympathy! For someone who admits openly to murdering dissenters! For a people who purposefully erased their own history, as though not remembering those crimes would absolve them of it! For the minds that would form the Witness - for those who destroyed Riis!</span> | ||
<span style="color:#40678e;">And yet, in my horror, I am reminded of [[Guardian]]s. After all, we do not blame Crow for the actions of the prince, nor should we. When [[Glint]] brought him back in the Great Machine's Light, Crow was born anew. As were Ikora, and [[Zavala]], and [[The Guardian|you]]. It is as Ikora says, is it not? Grace and memory. The Light forgets.</span> | <span style="color:#40678e;">And yet, in my horror, I am reminded of [[Guardian]]s. After all, we do not blame Crow for the actions of the prince, nor should we. When [[Glint]] brought him back in the Great Machine's [[Light]], Crow was born anew. As were Ikora, and [[Zavala]], and [[The Guardian|you]]. It is as Ikora says, is it not? Grace and memory. The Light forgets.</span> | ||
<span style="color:#40678e;">Just as the Witness forgot.</span> | <span style="color:#40678e;">Just as the Witness forgot.</span> | ||
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<span style="color:#40678e;">It is not just reality that the Witness mutilates. It has dissected and reassembled itself, its own memories, its own history. The Witness went from confronting the uncomfortable truth to erasing it. It is grotesque.</span> | <span style="color:#40678e;">It is not just reality that the Witness mutilates. It has dissected and reassembled itself, its own memories, its own history. The Witness went from confronting the uncomfortable truth to erasing it. It is grotesque.</span> | ||
<span style="color:#40678e;">As a Scribe — as | <span style="color:#40678e;">As a Scribe — as Eido — I cannot feel anything but revulsion.</span> | ||
==Scribe Archive XI-23-1C== | ==Scribe Archive XI-23-1C== | ||
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RETRIEVED FROM: Throne Room; The Reef<br> | RETRIEVED FROM: Throne Room; The Reef<br> | ||
KEYWORDS: final shape; Witness<br> | KEYWORDS: final shape; Witness<br> | ||
IDENTITIES: Mara Sov, | IDENTITIES: Mara Sov, Queen of the Reef [MARA]; Eido, Scribe of the House of Light [EIDO]<br> | ||
ANNOTATED TRANSCRIPTION FOLLOWS | ANNOTATED TRANSCRIPTION FOLLOWS | ||
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// Several lines redacted// | // Several lines redacted// | ||
[I hope you will forgive me; in my curiosity, I allowed myself to pursue a bit of a tangent. It is not often that my | [I hope you will forgive me; in my curiosity, I allowed myself to pursue a bit of a tangent. It is not often that my father speaks of the time before he found me. I have much to ask him, now!] | ||
MARA: But you have come to inquire about another matter. I understand you are searching for all that you can find of the Witness. The stains it has left while passing through this universe. | MARA: But you have come to inquire about another matter. I understand you are searching for all that you can find of the Witness. The stains it has left while passing through this universe. | ||
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MARA: It began in nothing. Neither Light nor Dark; the absence of both. But in that nothing, I began to perceive an impossible something. | MARA: It began in nothing. Neither Light nor Dark; the absence of both. But in that nothing, I began to perceive an impossible something. | ||
MARA: Stone hands clutching at the fabric of the sky. A mountain of screaming bone. A crumbling spire choked by kudzu. A great cancerous growth. Necrotic tendrils digging into flesh, which was earth. Darkness turned gangrenous, strangling the Light. | MARA: Stone hands clutching at the fabric of the sky. A mountain of screaming bone. A crumbling spire choked by kudzu. A great cancerous growth. Necrotic tendrils digging into flesh, which was earth. [[Darkness]] turned gangrenous, strangling the Light. | ||
MARA: But I was not afraid. As I woke, I felt the lingering warmth of a campfire, chasing the chill from my hands. | MARA: But I was not afraid. As I woke, I felt the lingering warmth of a campfire, chasing the chill from my hands. |