I have always been aware of the veils; the ones that keep the planes separated. I can see beyond them and between them, you see. It’s where I live, in one form or another. It’s where I linger.
For as long as I have existed, my role has been to observe. I bear witness to all I see and to not interfere.
Chronicler. Keeper of the Threshold. Watcher of Worlds. Witness.
These are all names that have echoed through time; perhaps even you have heard of some. Yes, you, the one reading this from Earth. There are fewer Veils that fascinate me more than the one between Ethecorra and the planet you call Earth. I see the echoes of lives lived and lost across the great continents of one world reflected in the face of another. I don’t think this particular Veil has always been so thin, so as to allow me to step between the thresholds, but I cannot deny that I will continue to step through- again and again- to bring you the stories gifted to me by time.
I can share with you the festivals that celebrate the great elemental forces that created Ethecorra, all those millennia ago. I can gently walk you through the cities of this great world, just as you may walk through yours. I can show you the creatures of Ethecorra, the natural and the mythical. I can linger in the sacred places that the Gods once walked, and let you feel the reverence that such a place demands. I can introduce you to people and bring you their stories that are worthy of being told and being heard. I can lead you into the darkness, if it doesn’t scare you so, and let you glimpse just what hides in the shadows.
For Ethecorra is a place of beauty, of magic. It’s a place of sensuality and wonder (and don’t let humen’s tell you otherwise).
It’s also a place of myth- or so you might say. For the beings you would believe to be nothing more than myth walk in the light of day here.
The ones who swim to the depths and come up for air.
The ones who shift and change.
The ones who feed on blood and incite lust.
The ones who still commune with the elements that built this world. Those ones are my favourite.
But there are hardships here. I have witnessed sorrow and loss, fear and rejection.
I have seen those that stood tall crumble to ashes. I have seen the souls of the ones not claimed, forever wandering to find their place.
I have witnessed the lies told to countless faces and spread through countless spaces. I have witnessed the injustice given in the guise of reward and praise- and could do nothing but witness their fall.
If you feel so inclined, let your emotions be your compass; and take a walk through these pages to find the lore of the gods, the stories of the people, the myths of the land and above all- to find the echo of yourself.
I will be your guiding hand, lantern held high, as you walk forward through the Veil.
~ Nerien.