Splendid Glamour

In a land of void and unending iridescent skies, a rune of trust, kindness and everlasting humility flies high. This rune, as far as one could tell, is eager to face their flaws - their obsession with trust and relentless self-harm. It feels like infanticide, leaving the earth they once treasured. The many hopes and dreams by their side, lamenting desires and wishes for the return of their patron. Merging with the machinery of the obscene surge of power took its toll on Ventuswill. They question their children's survival. They want to see their homestead resonating in the energy they once channeled through their luminous plumage. Yet undeniably, what they really want, is to atone.

"Where have you gone? How can we find you?"

"I tried to stay calm as I gracefully approached each and every one of you. This facade I desperately tried to keep up - I sought the strength in me to not fall into your arms when you were the ones who praised me. Neither felt I close enough, nor did I keep up this exhausting spiel. This fear of looking into such hopeful eyes is now gone. I will fly over this miserable forest, seeking this beginning the petty souls from afar keep crying about."

"Your legacy came to an end. I can't be silent, I do not forgive you. My very body was not yours to save. I detest you for rendering me weak, and you will see me find that vile creature that left this foul thought in your head. See me avenge you. See me growl."

"I punished you with silence. Never have I asked you for advice, for help, for charity. You seemed eager to die. I saw you leap towards every piece of darkness you came across. Anxiety, sorrow, anger came to my mind imagining my children in pain. But you weren't meant to survive. You were made to serve. To serve so that this world could prosper. Your energy, my existence, it did not fulfill me. It made me furious."

"With every drop of magic I sow, I think of you. The crops are prospering, the waters are as rapid as never before. But there is this space. This empty space that I see when I leave our castle."

"How long have I been dreaming about letting go of this burden? Bringing life to this very soil that once aided me in finding myself. You did great, you never disappointed me. Nourishing the flora, giving back to this selfless mother was a given, and I will forever cherish the moments we had. Your every gift; oh how I miss this sweet, doughy sensation in my beak. You fought to the very end. How lovely - the vibrant steel of your blade left me relieved."

CREDITS Design, text and additional graphics made by Lyonid.