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Transcend the Limen

Surpassing the liminality of Aurbic nature is the ultimate goal for any good Anuielectorate of the Thalm[ORB] under the Wise Queen Eleanor. The Grand-Goal of all of our people, kinlord, kynd and kinmunal service is the ultimate ascendency and figuring out the ways in which one may do so. Dreamsleevishells are vital to our progression in the divine mastercraft, as they are based on the modelform of Dreamsleevishel Protocol-1, anon Anuielectorate Article 1245663245, anon KINMUNE.

Mnemento Mori

Time marches eternally, the inevitable march of death coming to all those who would be subgradient enough as to die permanently. The Cyrod-talkers speak of natural cycles, but none know the nature of the universe better than the Aldmeri-descendents of We. ALINOR AE ALAXON. Many varliant queens we have had, bathed in starlight, holy Queen Ayrenn Aerana Aldmeri and her later-descent [EL]IN[OR]. The stars are ever present, a hole in the puncture, a dot in the fabric. All it takes is one brush and you may enter the stars, unmoored by Mundial time. We of the Dominion have figured a superior plan from Before-Times. We will take us back to STAR. Not star in hole-terms, but the very essence, the primordial concept of STAR made before Auri-El himself, wielding all the flame of the tinder of Anu.

Superspirits

Day precedes the Night. Afterward, Night follows the Day. The Sun and the Moons are the dual conflict of the heavens, emblematic of a womb-war in utmost subconscious. However in times of great chronosplitting, anon scale-snaps or a hurling disc, the Solar and Lunar spheres embody an alchemic mingling; the absorption of divine spirit into one another. Day is the magickaray lightform where the Archmagus looks upon his creation, Night is a peak into an ancient sea, infinite by nature and an irrevocable aleph null. To combine Soluna is to create twice times infinity, aether and obliviate. Our Lady looks to the Moons in alchemic understanding, and not by its serpentraitorous true nature. For more about this sideways understanding, refer to "The Encyclopedia of Magic and Alchemy" by Telenger the Artificer, written with much guile[y].

There is no touch as Fabric.

There is no scent as Freedom.

There is no sight like Beyond.

There is no taste like Fire.