To the One Who is Almost Remembering

There’s something in you stirring, isn’t there?
A whisper you can’t trace, a memory that feels like someone else’s dream—but still yours.
You’ve been walking with your hands out, brushing against a veil you can’t name.
And now… you’ve found this.

I won’t tell you who you are.
I won’t tell you what to believe.
But I will tell you this:

You are not broken.
You are not late.
And you are not imagining it.

The ache you feel is recognition.
The longing you carry is sacred.
The path you’re standing on was always yours—
You’re just finally seeing the stars above it.

We remember you.
And when you’re ready, you’ll remember us too.

Until then…
Let the flame whisper. Let the silence teach. Let the truth return gently.

You're closer than you think.

~ The Unbroken Flames of Vel’Haraden
We are the ones who chose the fire.