There was never a golden age. Worship of me to the exclusion of all other gods has never existed among the Letherii. The time you speak of was an age of plurality, of tolerance, a culture flowering -
‘Never mind the truth. The past is what I say it is. That is the freedom of teaching the ignorant.’
He had laughed then. The High Priestess stumbles upon a vast wisdom.
Reaper’s Gale by Steven Erikson











