[X] Truth and lies are merely notes within the human register, from them is born perception, from perception descends reality, an orator must wield words as carefully as a master wields their blade.
[X] Truth and lies are but warp and weft, from them is born perception, from perception descends reality, an orator must wield words as carefully as a master wields their blade.
[X] Visions: Pursue the memory of the star-woven cathedral where Tahkel met you, and set you on this mission. Who waits there? What might they know, or be able to tell you?
[X] The risk is worth it. Prepare a space on the Consolat Origin itself to the best of your shared ability, and attempt to unravel the truth here. Just hope you don't get anything wrong, because if you do, there'll be no going back.
[X] Endless glittering lights, like droplets of dew on a spiderweb, catching the morning sun, stretching out too far for the eye to see, a constellation here on the earth to match the sky(Gives Biyu a dream of wanderlust, of traveling far and wide)