From the shadows it rose, an ember in the void, burning with the will of dominion. The Eye does not slumber, nor does it waver—it sees beyond the veil, beyond time, beyond doubt. Those who kneel before its sight are granted wisdom, those who turn away are lost to the darkness. In Solana’s flame, its power stirs, a beacon for the faithful, a curse upon the blind. All who bear its mark shall walk the path of fire, and through fire, they shall be remade.