EMPYREAN

Among the Aethons, one of the great Cosmic Aspects is Truth. To the Aethons, Truth is not limited to that which is perceived with the senses, or that which is reached with pure rational deduction. Their Truth is mystical. As one of the Aspects, Truth emanates directly from the unknowable Source, and as such, is transcendent. It is perennially revealed - and as long as there is time, it can never be fully known. The Empyrean idea of Truth is that of the revelation of Cosmic  Order, which is equated with a gestalt Cosmic Will. Truth fills existence with Purpose. The Aethons believe that though this Purpose is diverse in emanation, it is singular at its core. The Aethons know that Truth is both a Cosmic Absolute, and a personal revelation, and therefore a personal quest - for each Aethon to discover their own purpose - their own lot of Truth, so to speak.

Aethons are fiery celestial beings that sprung straight out of the Flame Eternal. They are gestalt emanations of the Source which expresses itself in unimaginable diversity.

Standing vigilant before the Empyrean Gates, their guardian is sworn with the task of protecting the inviolate mysteries concealed behind them. There are innummerable celestials that dwell in Yrion - the High Aether, and among them the Aethons are all the purest emanations of the Eternal Flame, the very Force that battles for Yrion's very existence. Yrion itself is heavily guarded by the gates of the High Aether, where a mighty bastion filled with celestial warriors is positioned. But even within the vast realm of Yrion, there are rumored to be at least 8 gates of great mystery. The most mysterious of these gates are the Empyrean Gates. Though none knows what truly lies behind them, it is said that the gates lead to the Empyrean itself - a place of vast divine flame and celestial rapture, surpassing the radiance of the many realms of Yrion by a thousanfold. This is the rumored location of the Empyrean Throne, where the mysterious Archon is said to reside. Before each o

Empyrean leaves the world of Arandor back, for a time, visiting other places and worlds in the Unfolding Dream. This is one of the stories we're working on, from one of those worlds, hope you enjoy. Children of Sky and Mountain Forever, since the Timeless days, there was Sky-king. Alone he reigned upon his vast realm since time immemorial. Forever, since the Timeless days, there was Mountain-queen. Alone she reigned upon the tall mountains from her mighty summit. Sky saw Mountain and desired her. He desired her so much that he could not stop looking at her. Because he did so, the sun would never set, and the night would never come. The snows of the tall peaks begun to melt. The trees were stunted – their leaves scorched. Rivers begun to dry, and the animals went hungry and thirsty. Mountain suffered under the all-consuming burning gaze of Sky. But Mountain was proud and strong. She would not surrender to Sky. She would never bow. She raised her coun