The Prime Tenet, etched into the foundation stone of every building and whispered into the ears of newborns, was simple: Harmony is achieved through the absence of singular thought.
He walked out of the Spire. The rain-mist was still falling, but for the first time, he didn't try to avoid it. It felt, he realized, like tears. And that was fine. That was singular. That was the end of Dogma Ptj 001. Dogma Ptj 001
"I have a question," he said. His voice cracked. The Prime Tenet, etched into the foundation stone
Kaelen looked at the mask. He thought of Vesper’s grandmother’s dough. He thought of the wolf. The Prime Tenet