I am a Child of the Enlightened. We see all and surround all and will consume all. You try day and night to penetrate the veil to no avail, while we cast it aside at will and see farther, even unto the deepest Vault and the highest Door. You seek magick within Gaia's breast, and the presence of interlopers from Kosmos' farthest reach, but you fail to see what is before you: my fellow Children, the Guiding Light, the Emplaced. And if you see us you see us wrongly, as something to be feared, as something to be shunned, as something wicked. But we are the reason you build. We are the reason you grow. We are the reason you have to be thankful for.