visions of the diviners

¹After travelling for many days to a remote part of our realm, one moonless night in a simple abode we diviners unwrapped and arranged the small devices pertaining to our work. ²One of these was the abrading tool.

³By employing this tool a vast volcano appeared in the foothills of cerebria. ⁴We saw the earth proving itself, and saw that we are contained in this proof, and that the volcano, in its fiery and illimited energy, is our soul.

¹One day, as we undertook our peregrinations, two rumbling vents erupted in the hills. ²These eruptions of raw fire and lava were like vast blowtorches – accompanied by the roar of the earth. ³We saw this display as a powerful warning that we must nurture our hinterlands.

¹As usual, on this journey we hoped to make contact with the Three Visiting Voids, for they are the lifeblood of our practices and of our mentoring of the sailors of cerebria.

²One night, as we journeyed late on a dusty high road, the earth shook and three cones arose, projecting red, yellow and blue flames into the air. ³We knew we had encountered the Three Voids, and were reassured that they continue to visit our realm.

¹That night and the next day we spent in the company of the Voids. ²They continued to expound their teachings, in fire and lava, as a vital and limitless force. ³We were in ecstasy, and were humbled by their wisdom.

¹Once, we built an Observatory on a ruddy mountain. ²We spent many nights there, witnessing the eruptions of life-giving cones and slender vents.

¹At another of our Observatories, we saw an ancient fumarole transform into a howling vent of fire and molten ash. ²It spoke to us of the earth’s life; of abundance, sentience, lore.

¹Arising during a night of contemplative practices in a remote Observatory, we saw presented to us a dark field illuminated with roundels of or. ²These articulated the wisdom of the earth and the sentience of her peaks and dark vales.

¹In a night when the heavens were alive with dark fires we saw before us a simple torteau. ²Our hearts leapt.

¹With our bidding, the sailors in this region fashioned a lodge in which they studied our teachings. ²In front they marked out a round. ³Here the sailors began to practice and understand, with footwork, song and dance, our arcane ways. ³Two of the songs they sung were the sailors’ song and the paean in two voices.

⁴After many days and nights of ritual, a tree grew near the round. ⁵The tree was festooned with hurts.

¹On a lonely stretch of red road near ancient hills another tree of hurts appeared in our path. ²We fell to our knees and were thankful.

¹On our journeys in the hinterland, we frequently traveled by night. ²Sometimes we saw vast fields, where we knew that sailors gathered, to discuss and debate the teachings of the Voids. ³These fields when empty were imbued with the essence of those who tussle with truths.

¹One day at dawn the sky turned blood red. ²We saw on a hillside a crystal shrine. ³We realised that the shrine had materialised due to the contemplative efforts of the sailors, and our hearts leapt.