vesper bell

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halo 5 | mercy

The architects of this haven wrought miracles of stone and metal to house vesper bells, hushed scriptoriums, and oracular pools. The healing waters spun its heartspring are a boon beyond measure, enriched with nootropic compounds and microscopic sprites that cool tempestuous souls and mend even the most grievous wounds.

Sealed away by the Prophets for two millennia, the temple halls once again ring with songs of victory while Kaidons clad in traditional finery drink herb-laced droughts and consult the records archives before planning their next campaign, as they did in days long before the Covenant.

Но я предупреждаю вас,
Что я живу в последний раз.
Ни ласточкой, ни кленом,
Ни тростником и ни звездой,
Ни родниковою водой,
Ни колокольным звоном —
Не буду я людей смущать
И сны чужие навещать
Неутоленным стоном.


Анна Ахматова, 1940

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Yet I must warn you now that I
Shall not return after I die.
That neither as young reed nor rill
Nor twinkling morning star in autumn  
Nor maple leaf floating on water
Nor vesper-bell nor martlet still -
Shall I upset the way of life
And mark the dreams of men alive
With yearning and the piercing chill. 


(translated by Denis Forkas, 2015)