Book of Logos: The Elder Ones

THE ELDER ONES

By: Gerard Valencia (Christian Valencia-Vasquez).

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Humans are the children of Terrathos. Unlike their fellow animals—agile, strong and adventurous from birth—humans are true infants who cannot survive on their own. Without guidance they would starve and be easy prey. That is why humans were spared from extinction and still remain under the watch of the Elder Ones, the ancient beings who walked by their side from the beginning and their first mentors.

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Like humans, the Elders must change appearance over time so they can adapt to Nature's ever-changing landscape. Like humans, the Elders must die and be reborn from the ashes of the Great Master. Though there are some whose wisdom and power transcends the trials of time. Among these longevial Elders are the turtles and the trees as witnesses of the daily demise of species; their sorrow confined within the fissures of sturdy shells.
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Unique amongst fellow Elders, the Trees all share a single soul. A hive of matriarch surrogates, they hold together Nature’s conscience. If one falls among its friends, it never dies and will be reborn a part of them.
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The Elder Turtles taught humans how to swim, Elder Birds taught them how to scout and collect, but the Elder Trees taught them how to listen. Only those who can listen to the solemn voice of trees can truly understand and cherish the gift of life. But who oversees the Elders? How did they become so wise? They all respond to the ultimate mentor and challenger, the catalyst of evolution, inherent power of the stars we were all once part of. The Great Master: Fire.
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Those who listen must also seek the truth, for not all words the Gods whisper can suffice. There are new truths written every day. It is one's daily task to find and collect them.

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These truth-seekers and listeners are the Magical Children: the testament of humanity to their mentors and the Cosmos. So pure of heart, a butterfly can land on their hand, knowing it will see no harm.

(Book of Logos: Prologue)