Difference between revisions of "Ripples of Good"

The graceful light of Ourania shines beautifully across the waters of the Lemnian Sea, below which the old city of Shallam rests, though never in peace. Nearby Her children carry tanks into the darkened streets of Targossas, certain and united in their cause. While Sun and Moon have fought side by side against Bal'met, and had never been as close as that one fateful time, the mystical glow of the nightly queen can never be consoled with the dispassionate Lightbringer or the ceaselessly burning Righteous Fire. The new Good lacks humanity, and is doomed to fail. It is only a matter of time before Targossas, too, rests forever beneath the waves of eternity.

The graceful light of Ourania shines beautifully across the waters of the Lemnian Sea, below which the old city of Shallam rests, though never in peace. Nearby Her children carry tanks into the darkened streets of Targossas, certain and united in their cause. While Sun and Moon have fought side by side against Bal'met, and had never been as close as that one fateful time, the mystical glow of the nightly queen can never be consoled with the dispassionate Lightbringer or the ceaselessly burning Righteous Fire. The new Good lacks humanity, and is doomed to fail. It is only a matter of time before Targossas, too, rests forever beneath the waves of eternity.