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A Hieronymus Bosch Palimpsest
This creature that doth visit mine dreams—if dreams they be—is it a messenger of heaven or a fiend in cunning disguise? O Lord, if it be of Hell, cast it from me! It speaks of the heavens rent asunder, yet I know not whether to heed its warnings, nor what doom may befall us all should they prove true.
Excerpt. Discovered as a palimpsest beneath later inscriptions in the Clavis Aethereus, a book of stellar keys from the court of Emperor Rudolph II, circa 1590.
The newly revealed passages, which are the only known extant writings of Hieronymus Bosch, warn of a precise hour when the heavens will open.
Scholars debate whether Bosch’s vision was metaphorical—a reflection of his exquisitely grotesque art—or a literal warning of an astronomical event.
A Kingdom on the Brink of Ruin
The king stood at the precipice of ruin, the weight of his crown heavier, now, than the Whispering Mountains. He had placed his trust in folly—a ghost of his past returned to unmake all that he had built.
A sole chance, dangling by a silver thread, before his kingdom crumbled to dust. A name spoken only in whispers, their allegiance known to none. But if they answered his call in this darkest of hours, hope might yet remain…
Excerpt from The Collapse of Crowns: Hidden Histories and Lost Empires (Scala Stellarum, 1888).
A Secret Star Garden
Amidst the verdant splendor of the Garden’s westernmost quarter, the hallowed bloom known as Nightveil unfurls, but only beneath the argent glow of the rare Blue Moon.
When these sacred petals be broken by ritual hand, they spill forth a radiance most unearthly, called in the old tongue the plant’s Spirit Song. If the First Stone tells true, a chamber lies sealed in the deeps, veiled since time beyond reckoning, and naught but the Nightveil’s Spirit Song may sunder its ancient seal.
Excerpt from The Secret Garden of the Stars, manuscript (provenance unknown), private collection.
A fragmentary map within its pages depicts the Star Garden with a prominent monolith at its center—believed to be the legendary First Stone, the most sacred site in all of Harandaal.
Historical accounts and folklore describe the Stone as carved with runes, which some scholars posit may be remnants of the forgotten language of the Hidden Company. According to The Secret Garden of the Stars, a specific cluster of runes is said to reference the Nightveil, naming it the ‘waymaker’ and implying its role in accessing a subterranean chamber.
The Mystery of Harrowfell Hall
Rarely called by its true name—Harrowfell Hall—the estate is better known as Moonstone Manor, a moniker adopted following the discovery of Harriet Pensley’s unpublished Moonstone Manor mysteries.
The resemblance between Pensley’s fictional manor and Harrowfell is uncanny, leading many to believe that Pensley drew inspiration from its enigmatic history and its sprawling hedge maze, modeled after the fabled Greek labyrinth.
But the connection between Pensley and the manor runs deeper—and is far stranger—than mere literary inspiration. A decade after retreating from public life, Pensley vanished without a trace. Her disappearance only heightened the mystery surrounding her final manuscript, a chilling tale of a vanished heiress whose fate is intertwined with the secrets of an ancient labyrinth.
Some local historians and folklore enthusiasts believe that, much like her fictional heroine, Harriet Pensley may have uncovered something within the manor that was never meant to be found.
Excerpt from A Visitor’s Guide to Harrowfell Hall: The History, Legends, and Hauntings of Quayside’s Most Enigmatic Estate (1962).
The Sorcerer’s Mirror
Thus rode Sir Devery through the shrouded meer, where no birds sang nor beasts did stir, for all things living feared the shadow of the Obsidian Tower. Its walls swallowed the light of sun and star alike, its gate guarded by a figure cloaked in midnight.
“Who dares tread where light doth flee?” the voice desolate as the wind.
“A knight sworn to honor’s path,” quoth Devery, though his heart did tremble, the air weighted with unseen eyes.
“If thou hast the eyes to see, the Tower unveils what lies hidden in thee,” came the answer, as a gnarled, pale-bone hand beckoned him forward.
Sir Devery, bold of heart, laid his hand upon the gate, and in that moment, the darkness within yawned fearsomely. What he beheld, no tongue could tell, for those who enter the Obsidian Tower are never as they were before.
From The Quest of Caliburn, written in the Second Age of Emberwane.
Secrets of the Ingentis Portalis
They ascend from Earth to Stars, and then they descend again to Earth, receiving the powers of the Twenty and Two.
Little is known of the origins of the Ingentis Portalis. The book itself is diminutive, measuring no more than six inches by four, bound in green leather that time has worn to a faded whisper of its original hue.
The pages bear no author’s name, nor any text beyond this singular phrase—one that has fueled centuries of speculation. Some believe it to be a cryptic variation of the Emerald Tablet, while others suggest the twenty-two refers to the major arcana of the tarot.
The Esoteric Origins of the Tarot
What I can say with certainty is the Arcana we know is but a mask. The forces hidden in the cards predate our oldest histories, and there are those who would prefer they remain hidden.
I have traced these echoes to their source—or rather, to where their trail dissolves into mist. Every revelation only deepens the mystery, maddeningly so.
Why do the same symbols appear in texts separated by centuries and seas? And who erased their true origins from the Absconditum’s archives?
Excerpt from A Traveler’s Guide to the Tarot, written by Calmiris of the Order of the Cloaked Ones.
The Shadows Lengthen
I write this in haste, for the shadows lengthen in ways unnatural, and footsteps sound where no man treads. They are watching.
The Hallow is near—I can feel it in my marrow. Yet, with each step, the air grows thick, suffocating, as if the very fabric of reality conspires to guard its secret. I have tried to send word, seeking the aid of a skilled Air Mage. You will understand now why I sought one, and which Hallow lies in wait.
If this letter finds the Absconditum, I have done all I can. And if I do not return, know this—something stirs beneath Harandaal, something that was never meant to wake.
Excerpt from the final letter of Brother Caelum, Order of the Cloaked Ones, housed in the Archive of Perditae within the Absconditum.
Creatures of Darkness
In His infinite Grace and Wisdom, Ius formed all things, and in all things, His design is perfect. What we call darkness are but the unseen boundaries of His light. That such creatures dwell among us is not for us to judge, but to seek the wisdom in their making.
Therefore, let not trembling hearts falter, nor hands be raised in defiance, for your Sisters who have been taken in the night are so done by Ius’ will alone. To resist these creatures is to question the greater harmony He has ordained.
Edict of the Head Mother, delivered to the Sisters of the Order, preserved in the Library of Dürear. Issued in the year 371 of the Onyx Crown.