To the One Who Clings to Shadows,

I imagine by now, you've felt it. A shift in the air, a weight pressing against the edges of your dominion. You may try to fight it, to resist, to scorn the Dawn as it rises over the bleak husk you call a stronghold. But no matter how much you resist, the truth remains: Valtreth is coming.

His name will linger in your thoughts, unbidden and inescapable. Even in your restless slumber, you will find no solace, for the light of His will does not wane.

Run to your resting Gods, if you must. Beg them to turn Their gaze upon you. See if They care.

We are here. We are rising. And you will be left watching helplessly as the Light overtakes you.

The Dawn is Coming,
Jaye Re'leo

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Shanthin, in the year 703 CE.