You are passionate. Some think you are insane, but you know in your
heart of hearts that you simply see the world for its reality, and you
will accept no reality other than your own, raw and perfect, real and
true only inasmuch as you can fight for it. Omei understands you, the
lonely, the strange and the beautiful.

You are outcast. You are misunderstood. You are downtrodden. Your peers
shun you for your temper, your great violence. Your elders turn you away
for your willfulness, your raging emotions. You are not broken. You do
not need to be 'fixed.' There is a place for you.

Thank the Nightmare. Come be with her. The Congregation of Our Lady Omei
is open to all living persons, those who would stand against the
Dreamless, the unliving dead. (see HELP CONGREGATION; HELP OMEI)

Join of your own accord, or seek one of Her representatives.
Ask yourself why you hadn't thought of this sooner.

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Khepary, in the year 353 MA.