The universe weeps at the light's perfection

Dissonance and darkness besmirches our souls.

The light dims.

Chaos corrupts the pillars of order.

The light dims.

Eternal twilight fades to night.

The light's empyrean harmony diminishes to an echo of what it once was. Entropy consumes all in a broiling cacophony.

Flicker

A hope. A possibility? No, more - a certainty. The turbulence is smothered like an embrace.

We are the quiet. We are the eye of the storm. Our conviction is true.

Radiance.

We will live, they will kneel. Equip an Order icon and win a matchmade game today, and fight to bring dissenters to the dawn!