Sweet Pentharian,

At the risk of sounding arrogant, I had assumed that My prior explanation was simple enough that even the most degenerate mortal would be able to understand a small portion of the complex puzzle that is Darkness. I see this is not the case, however. Thus, I shall attempt to explain things by carrying My prior analogy of the weaver a bit further.

Just as the weaver has no knowledge of the elements that makeup the threads with which he contrives fabrics, neither do My children or I claim to have detailed knowledge of the threads of creation. Not once, within My previous message, did I claim that I have an innate understanding of your realm, nor will I ever make such a claim. I have followed, and will continue to follow advice that I see fit to bestow upon... others.

My only claim was that My children and I are extremely adept at weaving together the sundry "threads" into a grand tapestry. You have conceded the veracity of this, and I am pleased indeed that my prior illustration was not completely lost.

As I understand the arguments of your message to Our Esteemed Brother Sartan, I can see you recognize that We are not completely... different. I hope that with this sudden insight, we can find more common ground upon which to improve Our most... amicable relationship.

May this letter find you in good spirits,
Twilight, Once and Future Patron of Hashan and all her Guilds

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Sarapin, in the year 268 AF.