The Bright Tapestry
The Bright Tapestry, also known as The Eye Glowed and The Memory Woven, is one of the Hours of the Second Fansus, created by Cospinol. Its primary aspect is Moth, with a secondary aspect of Secret Histories. It seeks to light the whole of the Mansus with refractions of The Glory.
| The Bright Tapestry | |
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| "Fear of perfection is the perfect fear." | |
| Origin | Blood |
| Titles |
The Bright Tapestry The Eye Glowed The Memory Woven |
| Names | The Rain Burnt |
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| Date of arrival | Unknown |
| Owner(s) | Cospinol |
It possesses a singular name known as The Rain Burnt. A creature of the Mansus that had moved high aloft the sky before straying too near The Glory in her hubris. She was burnt to naught but water and rained down from the sky to puddle amidst the lights of The Bright Tapestry.
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History
Description
As an hour of old fell its many EYES shone as they fell too. It is was from these bright and bloodied EYES that The Bright Tapestry arose. Furtive and secretive it weaves tangles deep in the passing shadows. As the shadows pass, The Bright Tapestry with it, the light yet catches, reflecting and focusing. It strays never near its creations for fear of the light it so covets. It fears and yearns for the day when the whole of the Mansus will be lit and it can no longer escape the light.
Appearance
The Bright Tapestry has a body organized like that of spider, but smooth and hairless. Two arms are those of a man, another two of a stag, two of a wolf, and the final two of an unknowable creature of sap and stone. Its bulbous head is a pulsating mass of black inky orbs that reflect all but the dimmest of lights. It wears a makeshift dress of rocks, twigs,and various metallic scrap from which It crafts Its lights. It is unknown where It acquires these materials.
Principles
The Bright Tapestry is the hour of creation for its own sake, humility, caution, and obsession. It seeks not the light of the glory for It fears its power, yet It continues to catch the light , never straying to see it shine. It is the light reflected in the eyes of the prey in the darkness and of the predator that must seek it. It is also a marker of time and events for as It catches the light it catches fragments of the glory; to those who understand, every light can be an entire history.