"And when the glowing brilliance grew,
So did the passion within the Core grow again,
And free came the eighteenth of the deities.
With the mixing of Sunt and Kho Eraph,
A growing nourishment of complete neutrality
Grew and prospered, and became the Blind Truth,
Known to his siblings and formers as Xalan.
The Resounding Focus, Xalan, was the neutralist,
A slim and dull figure with white eyes and no hair,
Clothed in a robe of mahogany touching the ground,
And a long cane of pale wood in his hand,
Xalan became the god of truth and knowledge.
He passed on the knowledge of the heavens,
Of the Core, the shadows, the outers and inners,
The silver stars, the orbs, and the vast abyss
Down to the evanescent life that thrived off the mass."