Lucernarium

The great light, incandescent, fires the evening sky

Coruscant gold and burnished red, at the lighting of the lamps.

A greater light, deathless, translucent as crystal

Pure love, a shining sea of glass mingled with flame—ascends

Supplanting the heat of stars with brilliant eternity

Consuming the light of day with the Light of Life.

And there will be no night there.

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