Hail, Basin.

Once more has my slumber been disturbed for what, in a rare display of
intelligence, is a worthwhile cause. Some of you are perhaps wondering,
"What would rouse such a quiet soul?" Let me answer this simply - they
are the creation of a small, intelligent yet confused Faeling.

Over the past few months, this young Faeing has shown interest in
seeking out the Greater Spirit known as Father Sun. It is He whom bathes
the Basin in His warm glow. It is He whom chases after Mother Night - it
is He whom banishes the shadows from our forests and lands, and it is He
whom gives us pride in our workings.

Many are perhaps wondering what is known of Father Sun - indeed, little
is known, at least, to those mortal minds whom dwell within the Basin of
Life. Father is an enigma for most; indeed we know He pursues Mother
Night in one of the longest and perhaps eternal, futile endeavors -
love. Yet from this alone, much can be gathered of His ways. We learn to
have Pride in our workings - let all of Lusternia see us glow with the
warmth and light, proud of our doings.

Father teaches us Confidence, His presence is never daunted, and even if
He is engaged in a futile chase, He shall not surrender because it is a
difficult path. Through this, we are confident in our own decisions - we
do not bow because those whom wish to silence are are stronger than us.
In our pursuit of Father, we grow stronger. We shall not give so easily.

And even as Father departs the skies above the Basin, in His eternal
quest, one must trust Father Sun in all things. For those whom look to
Him can be blinded by His radiance, but we must hold fast in our belief
that He will lead us always. Forever shall He rise in the East, and set
in the West - and so shall He lead His children.

Yet even as children of Father, we are still mortals, and thus can be
harmed. Mother Night's embrace is cold and unforgiving. The Light can be
bright and harsh at times, yet at others, it can be warm and comforting.
Those whom seek Father cannot be unforgiving, as Mother is, for in His
warm embrace, even Mother Night would be clean of Her sins and crimes.

As many will mark as a flaw or downfall of Father, His Covetous behavior
is truly a blessing. As Father chases Mother Night across all of
Lusternia, it is obvious to all His desires for Her. All of His Children
share this desire - they seek their one true calling, their one true
love, and pursue it eternally, steadfast and unrelenting - even if they
know they may never succeed.

And through all of this, we seek to mimic Father - the children of Sun
should ever strive for a soul that burns with the passion and power that
Father Himself does, spreading His warmth to all that can See Him - and
even some that cannot. One should strive to mimic this, let your beauty
be known to all, even if they may never see you.


We shall go forth, His Children, and seek out those whom survive, and
bring them into the Light that is Father's.

Kalodan
In search of the Light that is Sun


Penned by my hand on the 16th of Juliary, in the year 128 CE.