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Your eyes flutter open. . Darkness slowly gives way to a dim soft light. The world feels distant and dreamy. The surreal slowly begins to focus on the only sense you can feel: sight. Now that you see, you understand: this is a color, a soft, hazy blue. Like the sky. It invites you to soar to the heavens in a vision of peace and ecstasy. You follow the color through the vastness of space and time to the edge of infinity. And, then, you realize that infinity is encircled by every horizon on every planet. You were lost, but you found yourself again. Unbidden, these words gently caress the edge of your mind: haint blue. These words are important. You blink. You have the vague suspicion that you have been asleep for a very long time, yet you feel as if you laid down in this very spot just moments ago. If only you could remember. .

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You slide for the pool. The water resonates with the waves of sweet heat. Your scale edges slip along the ice crusted, pale green tiles of the mosaic. You stretch your neck forward and drop a coil into the water. The rest of you follows as your coils twist to form the relaxed pose of detann. The temperature is perfect. As your blood begins to flow, the cramping pain begins to ease. You flick your tongue to test the air. You look around the room and consider your options.

what do you do?

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They also have a great responsibility. Everyone is looking to them for direction. Their decisions decide the fate of thousands, millions, even billions of Aum. Entire ecosystems can become unbalanced or restored by their actions. The pressure on them is intense from each and every Sigil. They are not immune to consequences, but rather are judged harshly by them. They are sometimes worshiped, sometimes feared. Often it is both.

Follow the Black Rabbit

You awake suddenly, completely alert. Your skin is skimming with a quiet vibration and there is a strange resonance in the air. You feel it, rather than hear it. All is quiet around you. Your friends are still sleeping. Then you see a shadow move; a slice of elegant darkness steps away from the night. It is a powerful sentient, moving with grace and intention. Goddess? Angel? Danu? You feel yourself rise to your feet. You have no choice but to follow, mesmerized. You walk gently past the sleeping forms and out beyond the firelight and into the Wilds. The shadow leads you around a rock outcropping crowned with a weeping wylla tree and down into a shallow depression below. There are smooth ancient stone steps that cling to the boulders, then open into a starlit grove. There you see her clearly for the first time. She, you know it is She, the Kanyāratna Asiknī, “The Jewel of the Night”. You know her story. She stands as flawless as truth, watching you approach. You feel inclined to bow down to her, and yet you are starstruck and paralyzed in her presence. Your free will has not been arrested, there is just no desire to separate your eyes from this magnificent being. . She is glorious and radiant in her dark aura. Then she turns and reaches her dark ebony arm down to the clear pool at her feet. The starlight gives commentary on her every curve. A dancer of Tryste would seem clumsy in comparison. She manifests all that is hidden below the surface. She emanates with the true spirit of grace and intention. Her palm flattens. Her fingertips hover over the water. She does not touch the surface, yet the water begins to ripple in complex waves. Her eyes look deep beyond, deep beyond the abyss, out into the void. Without turning her head she asks you: “Will you hear these waters sing?”

what do you do?

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The immaculate sheer walls fortify a great library full of knowledge, ideas, and the sacred texts of every Aum culture, yet the clergy seek only emptiness. These austere, elegant figures wander through the halls continuously removing all signs of life from the impressive white-washed architecture. Though the Sanctuary is large enough to host the multitudes, very few venture inside, preferring the livelier colors of the chaotic camps below.

The Ankhlor

During the periods of Ice Epoch, all Aum that chose CryoSleep are guarded by the Ankhlor. As the long, cold days pass, there is always a fear that Sanctuary will be attacked by the great Ice Würm. If it does, the Ankhlor Singer must awaken to banish it. If the Singer fails, or does not awaken, it is the responsibility of the Ankhlor Guardians to protect all the lives taking refuge in the Sanctuary.

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Āsāvana is the great forest refuge that marks the beginning and the end of The Great Migration. It is here that the Great Matron tree Āsā opened Herself to become the first Sanctuary of the then uninhabitable planet of Helstrom.

That was many, many epochs ago. Now the Dance of Āsā brings life to all corners of the planet, and many great Sanctuaries and Shrines have been seeded along The Path.

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