Primicerii #17, Attelus, Chamber

Attelus entered his chamber and gave a short order. The lighting dimmed as he proceeded into the room and sighed weakly, before speaking into the dark
"Hello darkness my old friend. I've come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping left its seed while I was sleeping. And that vision that was planted in my brain still remains, a dream so real it seemed corporeal." He said as he contemplated, proceeding across the room "In restless dreams ai walked alone... Down shattered streets of cobblestone. 'neath the halo of a battleship, my eyes were stabbed with the flash of a warring state... It split the night like a energy blade through a strand of fibre... The echoing sound of violence. And in that naked light I saw ten billion corpses maybe more. Corpses broken through hatred, festering wounds from their brothers, man, woman and child torn asunder. I turned to the soldiers that were fighting, obsessing over creed and warfare... 'Fools' said I 'You do not know... Violence like a cancer grows! Hear my words that I might teach you! Take my arms that I might reach you!' but my words, like silent raindrops fell, and were lost in the will of Violence." He paused as he gave a few commands, activating his holoterminal "Then those people bowed and prayed, to the bloodstained gods that they had made. Claiming to be pure men. Claiming those they killed were sinners .. Then some words came from afar... Carried in manners bold, and it said 'The words of their prophets advocated peace for all, and open arms... Now consumed by the will of violence'"