Come, so that I may teach you about secrets hidden
Hidden from the weak of mind, the bright of day
For there exists power untold and boundless
Whose extend no sentient has fully uncovered
In which the shadows whisper
Forgotten by the Light, it is for the strong to take.
You are the shadows
Never born, simply is.
Shadows in the beginning, in the present, in eternity
Now and always
The Shadows are the same and will not end
Their secrets are endless
And their domain will never fall
They give power to those strong enough to take it
They give strength that never fails
The magnificence of the shadows will not be ruined
Their splendor will never dull
The shadows are present, past, and future.
Ancient shadows, wise shadows. Take all that had to end, all that will disappear and die with you into the darkness. In their absence bring me peace, bring me stillness. As the dawn comes and you fade find refuge within me.
I call on you shadows
I invoke darkness and subtle destruction
On those that have wronged me and those who seek to do me harm.
My mentor, the priest that taught me the Light, was a human man whose body has become one with the earth and his spirit has left us. He did not follow the traditional human Church of the Light. He taught me of a different branch of the Light. As I grew I learned, I thought, I pondered and spent much time browsing over texts. My mentor told me a story of how the world began and how Belore was born.
In the beginning there was only void and shadow
And in that deep dark there was only silence
No life, no warmth, nothing came from the whispering dark
But there came from the void a soft sigh that echoed forth into creation
And thus the void and shadow began to shift
Light came into existence
It moved, it turned, it twisted
It made a shape
The void recoiled, pulling away as Light spilled forth into creation
As the Light made shape it became the sun
And the sun beheld the void
A soft cry filled the void
Belore’s voice rang out through creation as she spoke
That word echoed
It became azeroth, the earth under out feet, the rocks in the ground
And so it was that Belore made Azeroth
But Azeroth was dark and barren
Belore called out but was met with silence
She wept in her loneliness
Her tears became the seas and rivers and lakes
Azeroth spun before her in all of it’s radiance
But try as she might Belore could surrond Azeroth entirely with her radiance
Within the void another sigh echoed
Silvery light broke forth and from the void came the moon
Belore rejoiced and held hands with Elune
They sighed happily
The sigh became a song of creation
Of earth and sea
Land and sky
Belore danced across the sky
And has done so from that day until now.
I call on you Belore
Sun God and Burning Flame
Magic Giver and Sky Dancer
Give me the strength to adapt to what is around me
To withstand the tough times ahead
Ignite a fire in my soul
Remind me that life is not easy
That I may not grow complacent and weak
Gift me your fire Belore
So that as I leave this place
I can use it to accomplish my goals
I call on you Belore
Guide me with your Light
Lead me home
Grant me your
And if I die before I go home
Wrap me in your burning embrace
That I might never know the cold again
Blazing Belore, Goddess of the Sun
Sky Goddess
Mother of Phoenixes
Goddess of Magic
I call to you from the fire
Praying that you, oh kind Mother
Will deign to give me your blessing
Oh radiant goddess of the blazing sun.
Belore, I present to you this child
May you protect them
With your magic and your sacred fire
Hold them and comfort them bright Belore
And may all of your blessings be upon my child.
The sun rises in the sky as the night flees
Once again Belore has returned to us
Reborn once again
Bear witness to the sun rising
To Belore’s ascent as he rises up in the sky
And then descends
Dying when the night comes
And returning to us in the morning like a phoenix.
Watch Belore, feel his warmth
Know that your soul is cleansed
And you have survived another night
“May Belore rise up in the sky to shine upon you
May the earth rise up to meet you.
May the Goddesses breath be at your back.
And the rain fall softly upon you.
And until we meet again
May Belore hold you safely in her arms.
Belore, I pray for peace
May the wind bring your voice to me
So that the sound of your voice may grant me peace
As you fade into the horizon
May the light you give the stars and moon watch over me
And may the sound of your laughter on the waves bring me sleep
Tyleril Silversword 