It was in the spectral summer when the moon shone down on the old garden where I wandered; the spectral summer of narcotic flowers and humid seas of foliage that bring wild and many-coloured dreams. – What the Moon Brings
Conquer the Primals to regain sight, with your sight, spread the pestilence, and relinquish the beasts, with their ire unleashed, expend war upon the realm, with their strength weakened, devour their Gods, and lead a famine of faith, in wake of their destruction, when all has fallen, and the work has been done, with the conquest, pestilence, war, and famine won, end the era, death be left in your wake, bring the Calamity, and let the chains break