And to his flock, Ion thus spoke: "I have stepped beyond the Floe of Dreams; stood before the Old Ones within their own desolate domain.

I have endured their intolerable force, across countless eons.

I have seen the infinite dead worlds, murdered death herself.

I have read the entrails of our Creator, beheld eternity unfurled.

Know that our paradise draws near.

And with our own flesh shall we birth it.