AN: You need a madman's mind and a poet's soul to write a Comment on the Mysterium Xarxes'...or 1.5 sleepless hours in the middle of the night. Yes, I know 4 is kinda a holy number for the Mythic Dawn (4 arms, 4 keys...). The name 'The importance of starlight' is a phrase from the great fanfic OFUM that stuck in my head for an eternity.

Anyway...completely random. You've been warned.

MOLAG

Mankar Camoran was once like you. But now you have opened your eyes and are like him, ready to read of truths and starlight and the poer to shape the world.

As the Magna Ge, ghosts of the past, shone down on me, I separated lies from truths and truths from lies, until uncertainity remained, to be crushed under my heels when I turned to greet the dawn.

Remember the dragons on their wings of truth and fire, and let me tell you, when you walk beside Mankar Camoran, you are equal to them in grace and glory.

To me, when I was young, bittersweet lies were told. I ate them and grew, and spit them out again as irresistible truths into the sand of the shores where the waters of Oblivion wash over the reality of Tamriel. You stand with me now, waiting for Lord Dagon to emerge from the waves, the taste of the truths still lingering on your lips.

In fire, the truth shall dawn. The flames shall burn away the lies, until only the truth remains, naked and ashamed to show itself, but we shall cloth it in our colours and it shall stand with us when Lord Dagon reaches for the sky.

Nu-mantia! Liberty! How many crave it, how many haven't found it yet? But you have, and uncovered its secrets, and now you shine with a new light that will spread over this world of ours like wildfire, and set it ablaze with the glow of the coming dawn.

In our midst, you are safe. We kill our Mother, but this does not mean we kill our emotions like song-bird's feathers on silken sheets.

See the Ayleids, whose bones are littering the soil of Tamriel. Enemies of liberty, they have failed to unravel the secrets lurking like shadows behind the blazing truth.

As the sea boils, the Dreugh crawl on the shore; as the sun shines, they retreat into the water once more. Shape your fate; I shall show you how to darken the sun and calm the sea. You are no mere beast to be tossed around by the elements but harbinger and bringer of the new dawn.

Day by day, more join our cause, to walk with us in the shine of starlight, having seen our vision of truth and liberty and bathed in its glow that reaches as far as the skies stretch. Greet them as your brothers and sisters.

Ilinalta, greatest mage of yore, lies now forgotten. But once the dawn has broken, our names shall be heard throughout Tamriel and echo in any and every soul.

Come slow and bring four keys, wrote Lord Dagon. You have arrived and entered: kiss the keys and treasure them and throw them into the sea to rest with the shell of your old life you have discarded, for a new era comes. The future awaits you; do not let the past weigh you down.

Kathutet is the name of my servant who guards Carac Agaialor and Gaiar Alata, which is the garden of future and past, a promise of truth and steel and fire. If your existence in this world ends, you will join him in my Paradise for an eternity to come.