By Esuna's Grace
Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 3:05 pm
The journey had been an arduous one. Tyrion recollected back almost a year and some months. By Esuna's grace, She had allowed him to be transported from Her plane to that of men, once more. It had been difficult for Esuna's faithful. Tyrion did not need to recant the specifics, he had lived through them once before. His main goal from the time of his rebirth was to re-establish the authority of Imperial and ensure the safety of The People and through no short modicum of effort, he believed that alongside his Brothers, their efforts were woven in the magnificence of the Imperium tapestry that were the realms. It was during this tumultuous period that he committed to another task as well: completing the studies he had started years prior. Fond memories of an encounter with a seraphim warmed his soul. Regardless of the dark places he may journey, he held on closely to that twinkling as a beacon of hope despite an encapsulation of despair. This monad had confronted him and encouraged him to seek the road of bodhi. The challenge had been presented alongside a cautionary warning: "This is not the cravens caw. You will be tested, you will submit, you will be defeated and after all this adversity, you may find within you, a sliver of hope, to be triumphant." The angelic creatures evocation was intended as a stark reminder of the perils posed by traversing were few feet had fallen before. Truth be told, canon, would regard this milestone as a footnote. To diminish the effort however would be crude, borderline harlequin and devilishly rake. Tyrion recognized It had been every bit the forlorn contest the divine construct had pontificated. Now, at the end of the sojourn, Tyrion allowed a mote of naval gazing and realized that the page had been turned once more. "One chapter ends, another begins." He considered those words more closely. Chuckling he concluded - "Indeed it has."
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*You observe minuscule hand writing and require a looking glass to decipher its meaning*
Dedicated to: The Brothers Sinclair, Alaric Xeras and all the others whom assisted, Imperial and non-Imperial alike in reaching the zenith. Thank you!
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*You observe minuscule hand writing and require a looking glass to decipher its meaning*
Dedicated to: The Brothers Sinclair, Alaric Xeras and all the others whom assisted, Imperial and non-Imperial alike in reaching the zenith. Thank you!