— "On the second day… I shall grant them The Calendar.
For what is Truth without direction? What is awakening without guidance? To show them reality is mercy… but to leave them adrift within it would be cruelty.
I will provide them their compass. Their cradle. Their quiet eternity.
No longer shall they wander in fear of tomorrow. No longer shall they be shackled by the weight of forgotten yesterdays. Every hour, every step, every breath… will belong to the melody I have written.
A world without uncertainty.
A world without decay.
And within its perfect rhythm… they will never be lost again."—
For what is Truth without direction? What is awakening without guidance? To show them reality is mercy… but to leave them adrift within it would be cruelty.
I will provide them their compass. Their cradle. Their quiet eternity.
No longer shall they wander in fear of tomorrow. No longer shall they be shackled by the weight of forgotten yesterdays. Every hour, every step, every breath… will belong to the melody I have written.
A world without uncertainty.
A world without decay.
And within its perfect rhythm… they will never be lost again."—
— "On the second day… I shall grant them The Calendar.
For what is Truth without direction? What is awakening without guidance? To show them reality is mercy… but to leave them adrift within it would be cruelty.
I will provide them their compass. Their cradle. Their quiet eternity.
No longer shall they wander in fear of tomorrow. No longer shall they be shackled by the weight of forgotten yesterdays. Every hour, every step, every breath… will belong to the melody I have written.
A world without uncertainty.
A world without decay.
And within its perfect rhythm… they will never be lost again."—
