Amidst the Howling Dark

It is often said, 'desperate times call for desperate measures.' Nothing could be nearer to the truth, but what is not often considered is the aftermath. The survivors deal with that aftermath, and they learn how to better deal with future calamities.

But how could anyone better handle what we did?

De'mah 'Tokam was an alien name for alien tongues, but through some cruel stroke of fate we learned his name, and the Tartarus that followed in his wake. He arrived on our world one day, I'll never know exactly when, and when we learned of him... What followed after, what we suffered through for months... Desperate times may call for desperate measures, but what could one be expected to do when their entire species faces extinction at the hands of a creature against whom every attack failed?

In the end, I did the only thing I could do, to ensure our species' survival. Though we may have learned how to better deal with an extraterrestrial threat, I pray to mother that we NEVER again see another of De'mah's kind, for I am not certain we would survive again.

My name is Celestia. I'm a Princess, a divinity, a mother and leader to all of my species, and though I may be able to wash away the stains of the blood from my coat, the mark that blood left on me will never leave me, and I will never forget the sins that bathed me in that blood.

For sins never die.