Aetolia,

As we begin to approach the holiday season when many minds turn to festivity and cheer, focus instead upon this truth. We are abandoned. We are left behind. We are castoffs in the wake of an uncaring Creator, left to make what we can of ruin in the Creation of yet another uncaring Creator.

With this in mind, the era of Celesmas has ended. Anyone found to be practicing the holiday known as Celesmas will be put to the sword. In its place, I raise you Ivolmas.

When we were left to perish by both Creators, the Earthen Lord took the burden of our survival upon His shoulders. Without Him, we would not be here to flounder our way forward. If you must celebrate, celebrate that. Celebrate Him.

As Ivolmas draws closer, consider the simple fact that you live to see it only by His grace.

Ever His,

Whirran Arcan-Tetzauh

High Priest of Loss

Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 22nd of Ivolnos, in the year 0 AC.