He tore out THE Desidero Cause of the drowned existence, the failing truth of want, and seated THE Prime Cause of Existence in its place, his own, the truth that being itself is the first irreducible condition. And where his Cause took root, a region rose out of the violet-blue storms, a domain that simply was, unassailable, anchored on the bare fact of its own existence, the death-currents around it stilling as they met a thing the dying could not unmake.
He carved out the failing Dominion and pressed in THE Prime Cause of Tyranny, and a domain rose where hierarchy was structural and the sea itself knew its sovereign. He replaced the cracking Bellum with THE Prime Cause of Adversity, and a region bloomed where the very resistance of the dying existence became fuel for the new. THE Prime Cause of Harvest took the place of Consumptio, and a domain rose that could take the death all around it and convert it, preserving the best of what had drowned and folding it into something living.
