Who are we, we are us, Perhaps....that word, perhaps....: its pull
intriguing, its light Bright, but it has Darker spaces, wchich we hide
from ourselves...we are our light, we must embrace all that is us, to
accept us, to be one, to be light, to be wholeour light is our strength,
our strength is our light. We fight the darkness of being unwhole, we
crave one another...brotherhood, family, love, Each and every one,
Darkness cannot win over that, it is within us to be us, to be light,
and our Purpose, our preservation..to be one with the Turmiol, and the
Peace. We fight for peace, Irony runs wild, it is our bane, and our
Existence, and our Right, But only will we end With the light.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Miraman, in the year 311 AF.