New Dawn

Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see...

TRANSMIT - initiate the Morninglight signal - RECEIVE - initiate the bright darkness - WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD - Hear the call of the Dreaming Ones - WITNESS - New Dawn.

Mecca of the Morninglight. Home of the few, the privileged. One step closer to Marquard. Every Morninglight visiting centre, across the world, has pamphlets showing its welcoming gates.

The gates look slightly different up close.

We see the castes.

New recruits are Foundlings. Lucky Foundlings become Anointed. Devout Anointed become Favoured. Each lives in concentric circles, each circle leading another step towards Marquard.

By day, New Dawn bustles with activity. Foundlings work the fields. Prayers are said. Recruits spar in the gym. The Anointed spread the word of Marquard via telephones and calling lists. Scientists in the Favoured Precinct work on projects both wondrous and horrific.

By night, there is a strict curfew, but there is still activity.

The demon hyena lope. The Tokoloshe creeps. The Impundulu and Kongamato soar. A Tagati sorcerer goes about his nefarious business. Foundlings huddle in their huts, ignoring the sounds outside, obeying the voice of the PA system.

Some Foundlings grow curious. Some investigate the sound. Some are never seen again.

We see the Aigamuxa. The giants with eyes in strange places. We see them bound by the will and rituals of Marquard. Four brothers. Four wards. They power strange magics.

One of the four brothers has torn apart poor Chad. No one likes Chad.

We see the Blooded. Enhanced soldiers, muscles bulging, misshapen, powered by a very special sort of drug, an intravenous sacrament of their religion. They all love Marquard. Some love so much that they just...burst.

We see the Marquard Mansion, but only just. It is hard for us to focus on the mansion. It is hard for us to look at Marquard. They are protected.

Will you help us risk a glimpse, sweetling?