Gate of Memoirs/Light Eternal

The heroes of Aimyhr learn to cope with loss and sadness.
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*Those final words that echoed across Aimyhr—
*a promise fulfilled, a destiny altered.
*The Endless Abyss receded into the darkness whence it came,
*devoid of that alien goddess that once claimed this domain as her own.
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Music: "Daydream"	Music: "Daydream"
 	
*The Naga, mourning their fallen mistress, abandoned all vestige of their former lives on land.
*Their dilapidated villages are all that remains of the westernmost banks, nary an echo of life to be heard.
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*Their temple, too, once resounding with sonorous sibilance—
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*now in a state befitting the dying whims of its high priest forevermore.
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*Not even the deepest, darkest recesses of the ocean housed Tsovinar's fallen corpse.
*Many Naga believed it to be a sign the deep goddess was still out there,
*biding her time, so that the Endless Abyss may rise in strength again one day...
*Who can say? After all, no mortal bore witness to that final clash.
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*Elsewhere, Aimyhr seemed to stretch and grow once more, a heavy weight lifted from the shoulders of the world.
*However slowly it seemed, life began anew, leaving the sorrow of death behind like a spent husk.
*The lingering ashes of the Central Province will heal in time, as will the broken heart of the Vale.
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*Starsage Zeruiah, still deep in mourning and guilt, is hardly seen again even by the Fae.
*But while the innermost sanctum near the World Tree seems awash in gloom,
*the melody of life can be heard softly on the breeze, a small voice of hope.
 	
*Once in a long while, as if caught between blissful memory and fading pain,
 	
*Zeruiah brings the intricate silver pendant to her heart, and a small smile crosses her weary face.
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*"Mother, I'm always with you."
*"Never forget that."
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*Floating just before the great Pagoda rising over the Southern Plateau, the Queen Mother's sightless eyes sweep across the polished steps.
*The Naga had left their mark, as had other, less competent invaders; etched into the stone was the timeless history of N'an-Xin.
 	
*But it was the lingering memory of a soul, vigorous in death as she was in life, that occupied N'an-Wang-Mu's thoughts.
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*She knew little of what transpired shortly after that fatal strike.
*So powerful was the deep goddess's rage-driven mark that the Queen Mother felt her very essence tear apart.
*And then, all was darkness, ceaseless and devouring.
*When she came to, it felt as if an eternity had passed—only to be awoken in a paradoxical instant.
*Perhaps N'an-Wang-Mu was content to believe her nightmare was at an end...
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*...if not for the sight of Saskya crouched before her, the final remnants of glowing energy leaving the monk's body.
*Saskya: Welcome back, my Lady.
 	
*N'an-Wang-Mu: Saskya?! What—
*N'an-Wang-Mu: Where am I? How...
 	
*Saskya: I didn't think it would work, but I suppose being a reformed soul has its benefits.
*Saskya: It was sheer luck that I was spared from those dark, writhing masses...
 	
*Saskya: So that I could bring you back.
 	
*N'an-Wang-Mu gasps, and scrabbles at the tendrils of energy in panic.
*No longer held together by the vital essence of life, Saskya's being began to disintegrate.
 	
*N'an-Wang-Mu: No! No...Why?
 	
*Saskya: Watch over the land as you always have, my Lady.
*Saskya: ...This is my final gift of gratitude...
*Saskya: ...for saving me from myself.
 	
*N'an-Wang-Mu: Saskya...
 	
*N'an-Wang-Mu: Promise me.
*N'an-Wang-Mu: Promise you'll watch with me...
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*The nomadic tribes of N'an-Xin have a saying:
*"Those who have gone before hold torches high for those to come."
*Certainly true of the warrior monk Saskya, once a rising tyrant of the mountains...
*...now and forever the fabled sülde— ancestral guardian spirits—the shamans call upon for protection and guidance.
*The one they called the druk, too, was said to grace the skies with his imperial presence,
*gradually replacing the trauma of the flood with the gentle mist of rain.
 	
*Tevarius: Not a dark cloud again today, huh.
 	
*?: Looking at the sky again, Tevvy?
 	
*Tevarius: It will be beautifully sunny today, it seems.
*Tevarius: All the better for you to pick your flowers, Se—
 	
*Tevarius: ... ...
*Tevarius sighs, placing a hand over his chest. The wound twinged in pain, but he knew it would heal.
*His heart was a different matter.
*Tevarius: Wherever you are now, whoever you are...
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*"Sero-Anya, I hope you are well,"
*"and that our short time together will stay with you."
*"Goodbye, child. Be safe."
Music: "A God"	Music: "A God"
 	
*...And that was the last we remembered of that world.
*Now, there is nothing but darkness as far as the eye can see.
*It's not cold here, at least.
*The sun, the moon, and the stars...one again.
*We...the Eternal Light.
*... ...
*...We miss everyone.
*But some small part of us wants to believe...
*...someday our paths will cross again.
*For now...we traverse the endless stretches of this space.
*We know that there's something waiting. Watching.
*And we gaze back, without fear,
*for we are kiǹd̵r̡ed́.