• My head tilted up towards the light, as the deep orchid hues of the eternal sun, pulsating with the fluidity of a silently flowing stream, layed upon my noble eyes. Softly falling through the earthen bed of velvet, glistening like amethyst around me, I remembered the the day of Superbia, when all of the Lavender Children met around the Entwining Trees of Aeon. I remembered watching in awe as the trees meshed into one, and fully bloomed, for the first time, since the dawn of Meselthian. I remembered the lilac petals swirling around me, as the council of elders crowned the final heir to Aetheria. And I remembered that the heir was me.