Some call compassion weakness. That's what fear looks like when it has nothing left to offer.
Some think kindness is silence, until it breaks everything they built to keep it out.
Some say the world's too far gone. It's easier than admitting someone else is the one keeping it standing.

I don't.

I see a Basin that's aching for something real.
Something that doesn't need cruelty to prove it's strong.

New Celest isn't fragile.
We're not stuck in the past.
We're the mercy that holds firm. The balance that keeps moving.

We don't build by tearing others down.
We build by reminding people they still matter.

If you've been cast aside,
If you've felt like there's nowhere you belong -
Come find us.

You're not too far gone.
You were never too much.
And you're not alone.

Let the others mock. Let them shout.
We don't need to talk louder.
We raise people.

New Celest remains unshaken.
The Light is already here, and the Dawn continues to rise every day.

We're not waiting.
We've already arrived.
And we're just getting started.

To those who need it most,
- Jaye Re'Leo

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Juliary, in the year 705 CE.