"Who are you?" Elaria asked in the vision.
"I AM THE KEEPER. I RECORD. I REMEMBER. I PRESERVE."
"What do you want from me?"
"NOTHING. EVERYTHING. I WANT TO RECORD YOUR STORY, PRIESTESS DAUGHTER. YOUR CHOICE. YOUR BOND. YOUR TRANSFORMATION." The figure leaned forward slightly. "YOU ARE BECOMING SOMETHING NEW. SOMETHING THAT HASN'T EXISTED IN MILLENNIA. I WISH TO DOCUMENT IT."
"Just watch? That's all?"
"OBSERVATION CHANGES THE OBSERVED. MY WATCHING WILL AFFECT YOUR PATH. BUT I WILL NOT INTERFERE DIRECTLY. I AM MERELY... INTERESTED."
"That's not comforting."
"IT'S NOT MEANT TO BE. IT'S SIMPLY THE TRUTH." The Keeper stood, and Elaria caught a glimpse of countless eyes, countless forms, all shifting and changing. "BE WARNED, CHILD. YOUR OATH TODAY HAS CONSEQUENCES. YOU'VE BOUND YOURSELF
