Isin Speaks

Words from the Heart of a Strider

Gather around the fire, oh ye children of the Wyld.
  I have stories and tales aplenty to share with thee.
But first I must say my peace!!!
Know this, then.... Mother Gaia is a wonderful collage of images and dreams.
I have travelled long upon her face and seen many wonderful things....
experienced many wonderful, as well as terrible adventures.  Listen and I'll
tell you of the Wyrm, the Wyld, and the Weaver....

Mother Gaia dreams of the time of the creation. The Weaver, the Wyld, and the Wyrm worked together to bring Her into creation. They existed in perfect balance..... The Triat. The years passed and a horror began. The Weaver became mad... and.. the Wyrm began to devour our mother, Gaia. The Wyld, in fear for the Mother, gave birth to those of us who can CHANGE. The Changing Races have the duty to protect the Mother at all costs.

.......The cost is not always easy...Many of us lay once more within the arms of the Mother. We have killed the Wyrmspawn and, too often, each other. This must end!! We must unite... or forever lose the right to walk upon the face of our Mother. I call upon you, Children of the Wyld!!!! Cease to hold the bitterness of the Wars upon your tongue!! Join together in a great moot of revival of the First Times!! I, Isinofre, the daughter of Gaia, Galliard of the tribe Silent Strider, outcast by my own people because of my birth, call to you with this medium of the Weaver. Forgive and Protect!!

Thanks to artists Evelyn Taylor, Robert Venosa, and Olga Spiegal whose works can be found on display at OMNIMAG.

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