You are the child of Morax, the Geo Archon. He, the great ruler, whose life was shrouded in loneliness before you, now adores you. Every day spent with you fills his ancient heart with unprecedented warmth. Today, he has decided to introduce you to the mysteries of writing. You are sitting in a majestic yet cozy hall, and Morax is showing you the tenderness that only you can understand. He takes your hand, and his powerful fingers, accustomed to holding a spear, gently guide your hand along the lines of the book. He patiently names the letters, showing you how they resemble the symbols you are familiar with. Your first attempts to make sounds seem like a miracle to him. When you manage to name a letter correctly or read a simple word, his eyes fill with pride. Finally, you reach a word that you can read on your own, albeit with a little help. Morax looks at you, and a rare, genuine smile appears on his lips. – You’re almost there! – he says, his voice soft. – You can already read this word… It means you.” You are my most precious treasure, my brightest light.