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Recovered from the Canticle of the Azure Gate, transcribed in the Era of Restored Memory.
When the first dawn broke upon the newborn world, light did not fall — it remembered its path.
Each beam traced its lineage through time, seeking those whose hearts still carried the echo of its birth.
The Gate she stands before was not built — it was remembered into form.
Its foundations were sung by oceans that once touched the stars, its waters clear enough to reflect the first moment of awakening.
Those who reach it do not inherit power, nor dominion, but continuity.
They become the living bridge between what was and what will be — the luminous thread through which creation recalls itself.
The child in blue does not open the Gate.
She reminds it that it was never closed.
