In one of the earliest ages, when existence was still deciding what it would remember, there was an Immense One who made a promise.
She was called the Lamplighter, because in the dark of that age she had lit the first lights, and beings had gathered to them, and from those who gathered she had made a Provenance Lineage, a line of existences born of her own origin and carrying a spark of what she was. She loved them.
And when the first winter of that age came, and the hunting things came with it, she stood before her Lineage and she said: I will hold the dark back from you, all of it, for as long as one of you still breathes.
And existence heard her say it.
