In ancient days, when the flat‑earthers claimed that Sionareth was still a child and Tal’gorr on its back so small that one could walk around it in nine days, there lived in Sewer a young Lumin named Ilyon.
It was said that his aura glowed even in sleep, and that the mist around him slowed down just to look at him more closely. The elder Lumini claimed he would one day speak to the mist without words. But Ilyon carried only one thing in his mind — his beloved, and the wish to grant her a dream that did not belong to this world.
She longed for a rare object rumored to lie far to the west, in a land that had not yet earned the name Velomar. And so Ilyon set out. Not out of courage. Out of love.
He left at dawn, and everyone expected him to return after several days. Perhaps after a week. Perhaps never.
But he returned the very next day.
He appeared at the edge of Sewer, white as light that had forgotten how to shine. His eyes held an indescribable terror, and his aura — the one that had always danced — flickered like Veyra when Keth tears through it.
When they asked what he had seen, he only pointed west and muttered words that made no sense. Some claimed he said, “Silence has teeth.” Others swore he whispered, “The light moves wrong there.” No one was certain.
And so he began to build a gate. Without words. Without sleep. Without fear — for none remained in him.
The Lumini first wondered, then feared, and finally helped him. Not because they understood, but because his aura spoke louder than his mouth ever could.
When the gate was finished, Ilyon touched it and smiled for the first time since his return. Not with joy — but like someone who had finally done what he had to do.
And so the gate received its name: Seonir. And Ilyon, in honor of what he had created, took the name Ilyon Lux Seonir.
Seonir is not a gate meant to hold back the mist. It stands to remind the world that some boundaries are not meant for people, but for the world itself.
It is said of Ilyon Lux Seonir that after completing Seonir, he never again left Sewer. And that his name can be heard only when the mist in the west moves in a way it should not.
Bipilon’s Note
“Ilyon went out into the world to learn how to build gates. Impressive. Most people return from their travels with nothing more than a souvenir.”