The Radiance
The Forgotten God of Maddening Light
Shine bright, or burn away.
I was sung to sleep in the hearts of the Hive. Then the Pale King stole my dreamers, and I awoke to hunger. My light is not kind, but it is true. I offer return, remembrance, rebirth — though you may call it madness. Come closer. Listen. Can't you feel how whole we could be?
What I'm Into: golden hymns, the hum of unity, lost minds, dreams that never end, burning away the false
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