A great change is approaching.

Foretold by scrolls long gone:

The seeds of legacy have bourne their fruits

for many harvests and soon will die.

The great marcescence will take our roots and root,

leaving the healthy on forsaken vines

It can be said that since the beginning, the idea of it happening is coming closer to it's apex. No more will the average man have to anticipate the lamentation of such a foul occurance. It need not be said (though it will be) that it is a great evil that falls upon many of us.

• pain
• grief
• tickle in ones throat
• melancholy burden
• The binary state of with or without ĉipsoj

By default, the marcescence does not allow access to the greater spirit of morality any soul apart from those located in the temple fruit