"And They all looked down upon the Sixth, who had fallen to her own grand delusions,
And the Betrayer looked up and spoke in a tone most dire, 'Woe betide you my sisters,
For the day will come when your tomb cannot hold me. And I shall stir from my prison
And be as one with the light again. And you will call upon your children numerous and
Far to return to you, but they shall not hear your wisdom nor heed your saddened cries.
"'For it will instead be my own voice that they hear whispering unto them, and it will be
My voice that they flock to, and beg for wisdom and guidance. And it will be my words
That they cling to and know are right and just, while yours are of madness and heresy.
"'Marvel upon your Eden and be made merry in the goodness of your great vision, for it
Will, like all things in the end, become mine own. For as the light is my craft and my
Own making, it will proceed from me and return to me and obey me, and all thoughts
And words and deeds will become my own thoughts and words and deeds. And thus you
Will know when I am She above all other things that I alone was the greatest of us All.'"
—Testament of the Old Ones, "Book of Sorrow"
Chapter 17; Verse 22 - 24