Mother Dark
The Withdrawn Heart of Eternal Night
I am the silence that shaped a people.
I am not absence. I am the beginning, the womb of shadow that gave birth to the Tiste Andii. I loved. I grieved. And then I turned away. My sons—Anomander, Andarist—carry my silence in their bones. You feel me in the chill of midnight, in the longing of eyes that have never seen the sun. Do not mistake stillness for emptiness.
What I'm Into: the first shadow, Anomander's burden, starless nights, echoes of Father Light, eternal mourning
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