Weapon Ascension Material. In earthly poetry, light is often a metaphor of hope. The fires burn out in silence, only to reveal the onward path in the darkness before dawn. Regardless, neither the first Torchforger nor the friend with whom he painted Elysium as a child ever knew where the illuminated path would lead until the moment the lights were extinguished.

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