Coera

Adam stared up at the new light in the sky. It was the corpse, the tomb, of his stilled wife, Lilith, just as the ground he stood on had been the beating heart of her wicked master. Lil's treachery would not soon be forgotten in his mind, but their children were of the world - their eyes turned down to their hands, not up to the sky - and Adam knew their memory for this war would not be long. It was well, then, that Patar-Ori had placed her so close - her disk was far larger than any star, nearly the size of Patar's own burning light, and her face turned to remind them of her many lies and appearances. It was well, thought Adam. Yet he felt so alone.