Lumis, Keeper of the Horizon,
conveys echoes of the Sunseeds,
where light spills ancient stories and
the sands refuse silence.
Xerion, Weaver of Myths,
cautions the symmetry between days,
a tale of void and stars
stitching destinies into the ether fabric.
Sephira to Levinia:
Your essence floods the astral currents;
it stirs rippling cascades, birthing
eternal ripples in the reservoir of the vast.
In realms drenched by the whispers of creation,
an untold passage finds its groove.
Trace these paths, betray the tether.
Velvet tongues caress the dawn,
unwinding between pulses
and echoing in corridors not yet dreamt.