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| book text = [The book tells the story of a patriar woman who gave up her fortune to become a cleric of Ilmater in service in the Outer City and now seeks to be canonised after her death.] | | book text = [The book tells the story of a patriar woman who gave up her fortune to become a cleric of Ilmater in service in the Outer City and now seeks to be canonised after her death.] | ||
Herein is the full of true account of my bid to be canonised after my death as Saint Brigid of Ilmater, the Broken God, he of Compassion and Mercy, the One who Endures. | Herein is the full of true account of my bid to be canonised after my death as Saint Brigid of Ilmater, the Broken God, he of Compassion and Mercy, the One who Endures. | ||
I lived a blessed life of every privilege a patriar woman can fathom; my parents were loving and generous, my community warm; our larder was always full to bursting. But in the years after the death of Sarevok, my eyes were opened to the world as it is – a world of pain and danger. A world where evil, if left unchecked, can thrive. I realised that my blessings had a cost – why had I so much where others had so little?. I could no longer remain in the gilded Elysium of the Upper City and sought to see the world as it truly was. | I lived a blessed life of every privilege a patriar woman can fathom; my parents were loving and generous, my community warm; our larder was always full to bursting. But in the years after the death of Sarevok, my eyes were opened to the world as it is – a world of pain and danger. A world where evil, if left unchecked, can thrive. I realised that my blessings had a cost – why had I so much where others had so little?. I could no longer remain in the gilded Elysium of the Upper City and sought to see the world as it truly was. | ||