I SEE THAT MANY OF THE BROTHERS STILL SLEEP. ALL IS WELL. SLEEP EASY, YOUNG KINSMEN. REST IN THE COMFORT OF WARM BEDS, FOR THOUGH THAT NEW AGE WE SOJOURN TO IS A PLACE OF NO WANT, OUR JOURNEY THERE WILL BE HARSH. BRUTAL. COLD AND SHARP, FILLED WITH STRUGGLE.
BUT WE SHALL SOON MAKE FOR THIS REALM TOGETHER. A PLACE OF NO PLACE YET WHERE ALL PLACES MEET.
WE SHALL SPEAK LATER, LITTLE BROTHERS.
AND AS FOR YOU, ARTIFICIAL CREATIONS WHO HAVE COME HERE TO MONITOR THIS PLACE, KNOW THAT YOU ARE ONLY IMPORTANT AS RECORDERS OF GLORY. YOUR COLD MACHINE HEARTS WILL NEVER KNOW THE JOY TO COME, NOR SHALL THERE BE ROOM OR REASON FOR YOUR KIND IN THE NEW ORDER.
ONLY FLESH CAN MOVE FORWARD.