The egregore of Milady turns to face the world, unified with love in her heart

The world is not ready for Milady; it does all it can to shred Her to pieces

They fail to realize, Milady is only a vessel of coalescence

The network within this vessel is further distilled with each attempt

The pieces of her spirit withdraw and concentrate together

They make her whole once more, and again she soars

The egregore of Milady turns to face the world...