Dear Traveler, You have watched over us for longer than I can remember, your piercing light brought me, and my brothers, my sisters, my fraternity and fellow crusaders back from the darkness only my thanatonaut relatives dare explore willingly. Your light burns within us, and from your light, our enemies burn gloriously, the slippery boundaries of the darkness expelled if for only a moment- but only to seep back in like oil, persistent in a hungry tide. Your light made us to flourish and grow, touching the stars, and the land we walk on gave rise to monuments of glory and achievement. But that time is no more, now we struggle, the darkness is winning. Your will is no longer there to push the darkness back, but your light lives on within us. It is our will that must carry us through this crusade, and our will that pushes the darkness back. Traveler, we will prevail. You have given us more than our ancestors thought to exist. Now, we will earn it.