Sweet sister, Lion child. Take my hand and walk with me into the inner temple of knowing, where magic rests on the altar of divine grace and the violet fire prism of longing is carried on the back of love-sick souls, yielding the power of the woe-force through the eye of the needle for their brethren.
~Arkana Rose
My feet have made contact with the solid floor of my origin, and a holy remembrance has entered into my soul.
~Arkana Rose
Let yourself be nourished by the sweet nectar of the flowers of tomorrow’s world.
~Arkana Rose
You shall understand that you are coming from a place that has yet to unfold.
~Arkana Rose
Follow me to the beginning of this story, and you will know the depths of a current in which universes are born...
~Arkana Rose
The once violet halo of your devotion has shifted into the opulence of 1,000 blazing suns. My child, your love has resurrected a holy force of Gestault in which mankind can now remember their heritage.
~Arkana Rose