Manifestation: the Coming Dark/Interlude 4

Lorithia the Creator stared into the vast expanse of stars which shone above the chamber of the gods. A vast sea of worlds, many of which she had created. And many of which now had their very existence in the balance. The man she loved most of all her creation seeking to destroy the world. She was responsible ultimately and she knew this. She had loved him and she had allowed that love to go too far. Now she could not interfere directly, only witness and hope her own followers would aid her...

"Lady Lorithia, it is as we feared: The'Galin seeks to breach the Deep. His direct plans once there are unknown to us.... He is hiding himself... we don't even know his form." The Water Lord's tone was solemn and pointed.

"He is in the form of the communicant of the Shadow Lord," Lorithia declared without taking her gaze off of the expansive sky.

"Shall we have the Shadow Lord deny him access to the Deep?"

"No..." Lorithia declared purposefully, and then looked at the Water Lord and smiled reassuringly. "No... for then we would show we know... and are getting involved....even indirectly. He, in his arrogance, honestly believes we do not know of his activities."

"What then...? Your communicant and my own will soon enter to follow him...."

"They must and they may be long gone... Indeed, we must accept that they may fail... Even my ability to reach into that depth is not limitless."

"Are we without hope then...?"

"Not at all." Lorithia smiled. "The'Galin is predictable and his new plan offers us our hope... Allow me to prophecy for you, Water Lord..."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that the Drakel have learned since Xilar."

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"Simply this: the communicant of the Uncreator that he believes may prove the world's destroyer and the savior of Uncreation... I believe...I believe that one may indeed save us all..."