SHADOW DIVINE.

Thou bequeathest endowments unmarred by decay of time, ever ascending unto reverence. Thou hast forged stillness erstwhile unknown—an accord murmuring balm unto fractured sphere. Amidst hallowed hush of valor, a dulcet pact resounds, lulling fervors of ephemeral flesh. O, Embers of Sanctity! Thou shimmerest in solemn restraint, absolving none from shackles of purity. And ancient afflictions that didst sunder thy form are scattered, exiled by effulgence of thy tempered wraith. @MistressOfShadow.