"This marks a great moment in our history and in our lives, my children."
The voice that rang out was feminine and divine, not just beautiful, but otherworldly. It resonated in a way that seemed to bypass the ears entirely and speak directly to the soul, echoing through the vast space of whiteness.
The figure speaking stood bathed in radiant white light so brilliant it was almost impossible to look at directly. The illumination didn't just surround her, it seemed to emanate from within her, pouring out like she was the source of all light in existence. Her form was initially obscured by that divine glow, features hidden behind the overwhelming radiance.
Before her, three young men knelt in postures of respect. Their heads were bowed, their backs straight, their hands resting on their knees in perfect symmetry.
All three were her children.
Her sons.
Her purpose made flesh.
