Lifting the Veil
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Title: Lifting the Veil
Author: Torchlight
What is Light? It can represent many things. Purity, hope, or love...
How about honesty? Understanding? Light symbolizes so many things, in so very many forms. No matter where we see it, hear of it, or feel it, we immediately understand the context. There is no question as to it's meaning.
There are places, people and social institutions that have not been touched by the Light in far, far too long. Not only are these things obscured by shadow because of neglect and disrepair, there is a much more dangerous, more -insidious-, reason for the veil of darkness: it is there by the design of mortal men.
To these places, deep below in the caverns of unethical conduct and moral ineptitude, we must carry the Light. It will be difficult, and frought with unknown danger, yet we must never turn back. By turning back we give the darkness the only true power it has - the ability to control men with fear.
They may say that we are fools. They will say that the darkness does not exist. For many, many years they have convinced people of just that.
No longer.
We shall carry the torch, illuminate that darkness and we -will- eliminate the corruption that is veiled by shadow and establish a social institution lit by the Light, transparent in all function, and dedicated solely to the effective, just and progressive governance of Britannia.
I am merely Torchlight.
-You-, my friends, -are- the true Light. Join me, and together we can blaze. I know that many of you have never taken an interest in politics or government. Considering the state of things I understand this clearly. Now is the time for your voice to be heard. With the darkness cast out by the Light, we will see the establishment and implementation of social programs dedicated to the greater good of the whole of Britannia. A period of unprecedented growth and prosperity awaits us all, if only your voice is raised.
Speak out. Share your concerns. Talk with your friends. State your opinions on the bulletin board at the nearby tavern or inn. At this point there is nothing that is right or wrong; there is only that which has yet to be spoken.
I will hear you, my friends. Soon, your voices will be all that can be heard.