Darkness and light.

Enter the now lit room and snuff out the light. What exists now?

Re-light the room. What exists. In truth, a deep yearning vengeance from both sides to right the wrongs of the other.

And that my friends, is where my Ladies realm joins the fray.

regards, Father Cimares.

Written by my hand on the 21st of Skyelong, in the year 1121.