Gathering of Minds [K'Hara]

[Karst]

Mamaea, the Mother, observes the call. She carries great worry, but with an underlying sense of hope.

Discord has come for us in your dormancy, shadows splitting the harmony within our own. It pains us to witness the path of our lost brethren, so beset by the Darkness.
Still we press, to overcome separation with love. But in which we must take heed, for as our minds reach out, so to do they open us to the poison.

Find comfort, stay true. So we shall endure, so we become whole again.

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