Shimmering, Pulsing Glow

First there was nothing

A curshing pressure of inexistence

And then the first light came

Cutting through the all encompassing Evermurk

leaving nothing but shreds behind

But even a single shred of immortal darkness can possess the power to call upon those in the shadows

Such is the destiny of a tiny shred planted inside the Monolith of Admorea

Signaling the reavers with its shimmering, pulsing glow

Calling the name of their darkness inducing father