My Dear Brother,

Your previous missive to the populace of the land would lead one to believe that you misunderstand the methods of Darkness. This failure to grasp the intricacies of My realm has lead you to make a fatal error. The actions of My child, Xandor, are not evil but Dark.

The best manner by which I can provide a suitable example that you might be capable of understanding is by comparing Me and Mine to weavers on the tapestry of life and death. We skillfully bind together the disparate elements of creation... be it good, evil, neutrality... righteousness... and produce a stunning cloth - a cloth which we use to engender even greater things. What you have commented upon, is merely a thread of this cloth.

I offer a bit of advice, dear brother. Perhaps it is best to refrain from commenting on things you know naught of... The implications of doing otherwise should be obvious to the most elementary intellect.

Although this view of My realm is rather simplistic, it is a view that I'm certain you have the skill and capability of grasping.

Forever I remain,
Twilight, Once and Future Patron of Hashan and all her Guilds

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Mayan, in the year 267 AF.