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Eris' Awakening
Written by: Gwenhwyfar Lucoster, Herald of Chaos
Date: Tuesday, February 1st, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone
Greetings Sapience!
We who are of Chaos wish to publicly Wecome Our Lady Eris back to the material plane. Long has been our struggle against those who opposed her return, but in the end, we were victorious. May Eris take pity on your souls, because we will not.
For those who were not present to see Her return, I offer you now and for the History books, the chronicle of her Awakening.
Gwenhwyfar says, "It is done, the Unamable has been offered."
Birds madly beat their wings, flying wildly into the sky without direction. Their shrill squaks join the braying of horses, howling of dogs and wolves, and other mad sounds of animals that blister in the air.
In the heavens stars fall from the sky, streaking towards the earth in fiery fury. Before plummeting to the ground, the blazing stars pause and hover among the clouds.
Swirling in a mad dance, clouds crackle with lightning and intertwine amongst the hovering stars.
The cacophony of stars and clouds begin to form an outline of a woman.
Rainbows blossom and spring forth from across the expanse of sky, wrapping the form of the woman in a silky medley of colours.
The naked feminine form glows with a multitude of colours, and she raises her arms as if to encompass the universe. Briefly, reality itself wavers, blurring and shivering in waves of pulsating power. She opens her eyes which reveal orbs of raw energy which reflect the screaming rage and madness of pure Chaos. Laughter escapes her lips, drowning all other sound in peals of discordant harmony.
She raises a hand to the Sun and beckons. Sunbeams of golden light streak from the Sun and wrap around Her glowing naked form, coalescing in a scintillating gown of gold.
Finally complete, She contracts into herself and reveals a vivid dream of a splendid woman whose eyes are as soft as feathers and as deep as eternity itself, and whose body is the spectacular dance of atoms and universes.
Pyrotechnics of pure energy form her flowing hair, and rainbows manifest and dissolve as she speaks in a warm and gentle voice, "I have found my name. I am Eris, Goddess of Chaos. And I have returned."
Welcome Home Eris
Gwenhwyfar
Penned by my hand on the 8th of Sarapin, in the year 240 AF.
Eris' Awakening
Written by: Gwenhwyfar Lucoster, Herald of Chaos
Date: Tuesday, February 1st, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone
Greetings Sapience!
We who are of Chaos wish to publicly Wecome Our Lady Eris back to the material plane. Long has been our struggle against those who opposed her return, but in the end, we were victorious. May Eris take pity on your souls, because we will not.
For those who were not present to see Her return, I offer you now and for the History books, the chronicle of her Awakening.
Gwenhwyfar says, "It is done, the Unamable has been offered."
Birds madly beat their wings, flying wildly into the sky without direction. Their shrill squaks join the braying of horses, howling of dogs and wolves, and other mad sounds of animals that blister in the air.
In the heavens stars fall from the sky, streaking towards the earth in fiery fury. Before plummeting to the ground, the blazing stars pause and hover among the clouds.
Swirling in a mad dance, clouds crackle with lightning and intertwine amongst the hovering stars.
The cacophony of stars and clouds begin to form an outline of a woman.
Rainbows blossom and spring forth from across the expanse of sky, wrapping the form of the woman in a silky medley of colours.
The naked feminine form glows with a multitude of colours, and she raises her arms as if to encompass the universe. Briefly, reality itself wavers, blurring and shivering in waves of pulsating power. She opens her eyes which reveal orbs of raw energy which reflect the screaming rage and madness of pure Chaos. Laughter escapes her lips, drowning all other sound in peals of discordant harmony.
She raises a hand to the Sun and beckons. Sunbeams of golden light streak from the Sun and wrap around Her glowing naked form, coalescing in a scintillating gown of gold.
Finally complete, She contracts into herself and reveals a vivid dream of a splendid woman whose eyes are as soft as feathers and as deep as eternity itself, and whose body is the spectacular dance of atoms and universes.
Pyrotechnics of pure energy form her flowing hair, and rainbows manifest and dissolve as she speaks in a warm and gentle voice, "I have found my name. I am Eris, Goddess of Chaos. And I have returned."
Welcome Home Eris
Gwenhwyfar
Penned by my hand on the 8th of Sarapin, in the year 240 AF.