like a lazy ocean hugs the shore

the rocks work as hard as the stars, to be what they are

"Bless?" The Voice appears in a whirlwind of electricity. "Come now Amun, that's a bit too...religious a phrase, don't you think?" She chuckles, her smile bright and unwavering. "The components I asked you to acquire are not for some ritualistic purpose...not to prove yourself or anything so silly. They are things I need to root myself here in Torchline. Elements of the land for me to...integrate with, you might say."