Through Settled smoke they will chant a name, and the one who restored life will send all hope to the Homeland in the red of night. Behold, this is zeal and ardor beyond Perfection.
—Wayfarist Voyage, vol. 1
Be as the eyes in the Ucru, alight with visions. Be as the ears, hearing wisdom. And be as the voice, calling answers into the flood.
—Poem of the Agrodite Priestesses