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The Shambling Dawn is the twelfth Hour of the Unnamed Houseof Earth and Sky, and is counted among the second GodGods-Fromfrom-Light to have , despite never having descended from the Glory.

HoweverThe Dawn is a strange Hour of dualistic principles: of Beginnings and Endings, Illumination and Concealment. Like the Sun itself the Dawn is warm and comforting from a distance, but wrathful and fiery in it's intensity up close. The Shambling Dawn also grew wishes to embody another concept: overwrite reality with the desire to have been someone else than oneself. All of his cultists try to quench this melancholic need vision cast by seeking access to the Secret Historiesits light, in the hope of finding alternate versions of themselves with which they could trade placesso that a New World might be created.

The To most the Shambling Dawn can only be observed from a distance, and even then to glimpse it is dangerous, for it means exposing one's sight to its power. To them the Dawn appears as to be a thicklight on the horizon, blue cloud of smokelike a sunset or sunrise, compared by some to yet strangely lacking in the liquid swirls yellow or red hues of inksa true sun; just pure, and by others to the [https://en.wikipediasterile white.org/wiki/Pyroclastic_flow pyroclastic flow] released by some volcanosUp close, from which the Shambling Dawn takes the form of a gigantictall, headless colossus emerges: androgynous figure carved from stone. In place of a head, a miniature sun burns, partially concealed within its hollow body seems composed . The Dawn burns with the same substanceheat of a nascent sun, as if ascending currents lifted and sculpted part is therefore surrounded by a cloud of the smoke into that form. Its legs moves, walking slowly and continuously forwardash, his feet undiscernable yet strangely never enough to obscure its body fully from view. Strange figures occasionally emerge from this smoke grasping and reaching for the cloud: a small star shines within each of his immaterial-looking handsworld beyond, but quickly are incinerated once again. Where its head should be The Sun constantly marches forward, an orb of pure radiance lies, maintained in place by seeking to bring dusk to the current world and raise a countless number of hands emerging from dawn upon the clouds that surround itnew one.

Just like the others Gods-From-Light, the Shambling Dawn's link to the Glory is materialized by its aspect of '''Lantern'''. Whereas the Succulent Glow embodies the appealing shine hunger for greater things mortals find in the Glory, and the Spirarch represents the desire for dominance and control, the Shambling Dawn incarnates the Lantern in its overwhelming, all consuming incandescence. The Dawn is no Sun of supremacyWarmth or Compassion, it is a blinding light that Conceals the truth of the world and gives life to the Spirarch (unnatural.Like how the true Sun rises and sets, the Dawn has influenced and ended numerous chapters in History. It is an Hour that imposes its new vision on the old, details of things either deemed obsolete or best left forgotten are overwritten and replaced with details of the Dawn's creation.)Records of the Secret Histories and the wars of the Hours must be carefully maintained, lest they be overwritten with the depressingly mundane or the otherworldly fantastical creations of the Shambling Dawn incarnates , everyone's pasts too modified for them to even notice the change. The Dawn seeks to learn about the Lantern world, so that it might understand how to improve upon it, and in doing so destroy what it once was. To this end it endlessly wanders, seeking new knowledge to absorb and burn within itself and in doing so make it inaccessible to others. As the true Glory brings life and warmth with its indifferent omnipresencelight, the artificial Sun's light does also carry strange effects. Statues and effigies it shines upon are granted unnatural life, and the landscape is slowly altered. Most disturbing is the effect it has upon people. For the Dawn does not simply alter a subject's physical form, it alter's ones history as well. Victims of the Dawn, even those physically unchanged find themselves afflicted with a strange dysphoria. Contradicting memories, physical traits and knowledge of skills they cannot explain why they possess.  FNORD He's the eternal bystander, witnessing ascensions and downfalls alike.