Grimoire Imperio
The Book of Empire
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¹And it came to pass that Mortivar entered a town upon a hillside, whose name was not remembered, for it was of no great repute.
²Yet in that place he stood beneath a gnarled tree and lifted up his voice, saying:
³Behold, the time draweth nigh! The pillars are already laid; the architects sleep not.
A nation shall rise that is not a nation; a kingdom of roads and treaties and tribute.
It shall boast of liberty, but bind every man to his own yoke.
Its eagles shall fly far, and its reach shall encircle the seas.
Its soldiers shall be many, and their sandals shall crush the hills. They shall go forth in silence and return with hymns.
And their gods shall be carved from stone, and their temples of stone, and their hearts like unto stone.
Woe unto them that bow unto the Empire’s idols, for they bow not only the knee, but the soul also.
¹⁰Woe unto them that say: This is the new dawn! and forget the fire that first made the sun.
¹¹Then a scribe among the townsfolk said unto him: Speakest thou of a city? A nation? A people?
¹²But Mortivar answered him not plainly, saying only: What is written shall be known. What is hidden shall be revealed.
¹³And some were pricked in their hearts and said: Is this a curse? Or a warning?
¹⁴And Mortivar said: A warning is mercy; a curse is silence. I speak that ye may live.
¹⁵And the elders of that place forbade him to speak again, saying: This is not our custom, neither our concern. Let the man depart.
¹⁶Yet Mortivar departed not, but walked the hills round about, and there met many who hungered for the word.
¹⁷To them he gave parables, and told them of a tree whose roots reached through all the Oærth, and bore fruit that men knew not they had eaten.
¹⁸And he said: The tree is planted already. The branches ye shall see in time.
¹⁹Some shall build nests in it, and others shall flee from its shadow. But it shall grow till none may pass it by.
²⁰And they who dwell in its limbs shall forget the ground beneath them.
²¹And they who dwell below shall forget the sky above.
²²Be not as they; keep thine eyes upon the skies and thy feet in the dust.
²³For the Empire shall lift up the proud and cast down the meek, and call it justice.
²⁴And it shall write law in every tongue, but truth in none.
²⁵And those who resist it shall be crushed, and those who serve it shall be emptied.
²⁶And they shall make festivals in its name, and games, and temples, and scripts. And in these things they shall forget their souls.
²⁷But the people asked him: What then shall we do?
²⁸And Mortivar answered: Remember the Voice that crieth in the wilderness. Cling not to the Empire, but to the truth that made thee.
²⁹For the Empire shall not endure, though it span the world; it shall fall, and great shall be the dust thereof.
³⁰But they who stand apart shall be gathered, and they who endure unto the end shall be as stars in the vault of the deep.
³¹And the people marvelled, for he spake not as a man of clay, but as one who had seen the foundations of time.
³²And Mortivar departed thence, bearing the word into other places, for his labour was not yet complete.


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