Dire Communion
Parallel Passage of The Nameless Wise
Dark Communion beckons. This Hunger let us share
Life Eternal's secret: Death ends not all our cares.
Demands worthy of gods cannot lowly be made
together we must rise, leaving no debt unpaid.
Sacrifices temper and flaming gifts reveal
hidden wounds long bleeding that they at last might heal.
If we would live beyond the fading of our names,
heed well Echo's wisdom: to Calls answer the same.
Eternally we watch from Emperor's shadow.
To well met kin secrets we Hierophants bestow.
Let us live well and free, not chained to any throne.
Though we breathe in Darkness, we do not breathe alone.