We were created through Thought, Word, Breath and dirt. The Son of God became one of us in the womb of a Virgin. The Holy Spirit came upon the Apostles as tongues of fire and shook the house from its foundation.

There was a great and mighty dragon, and he and all of his offspring lurked throughout her kingdom. However, one of the Queen's faithful soldiers, the captain of Her great army, held the keys to the Castle Itself. The great Dragon could not enter there, and so she - not fearing the Dragon as much she loved her people - went out into the dark valley and begged the other commoners to join Her in the Castle. Many did, and many did not; she was not given the power to do it all on her own...

You see, everywhere the Queen went the Dragon would flee and seek weaker, more vulnerable prey. In fact, his fear of her was so great, and the power given to Her by the King was so amazing (she had always done as He wished after all), that those who even resembled the Queen caused ire to build in the Dragon - a pathetic, stupid anger that prevented his doing any harm to even the scrawniest. Now, the King knew all of this - and the Queen trusted and loved the King - and so He sent the Queen into the dark valley carrying with her little images of herself carved into small silver medallions. All who wished to fight with her could wear the image around their neck and thus confound and drive away all evil creatures.


Thus it was that the Knights of the Queen were able to set out on their journey, bearing Her image, marked for the Kingdom, recalling the Love of the Two Hearts, and seeking to avoid and conquer all evil... Upon finding the lost and the lonely, they were able to imitate and bring to life the truth inscribed in the medallion, so that returning Home to the Castle, they did not go alone, but brought others with them, even those who had once celebrated in the Dragon's lair, and together with their Queen they glorified His Majesty, the most Merciful and Glorious King of all time and in all places.
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