Astara Valefi, The Woeful Lighting (Dimension 6)

Heed my calling, like rain to soil. I will sprout fourth from beneath your feet and grow into one who can bring about a dream for all. I have seen many strive forward only to lose everything, torn to abeyance. I will not be as such. With these void born wishes, my pedals will open and I will bloom, I shall sever the chains that hold my people, and like lighting, my blade will strike only once.