Summary: <br> Merry Vexmas: A Visit From St. Everis<br> Merry Vexmas and Happy Dawning everyone!<br> Twas the night before Vexmas, when all through the ship,<br> Not a radar was blinking, not even a blip;<br> The vault space was cleared in the Tower with care,<br> In hopes that St. Everis soon would be there;<br> The Risen were nestled, all snug in their beds,<br> While Visions of Confluence flowed through their heads;<br> And I in my Battlecage, Greaves, Grips, and Wrath,<br> Had resigned my brain to a warm, briny bath;<br> When out in the Ruin there arose such a clatter,<br> I summoned my Sparrow to see what was the matter.<br> Away to the Spire I sped like a flash,<br> Praetorian Foil... Two goblins... now ash.<br> The distance of Earth in the dark Venus sky,<br> Gave rise to memories of days long gone by.<br> When, what through my Praedyth’s Revenge should I see,<br> But a red Sparrow there... with a Ghost in its lead,<br> The driver drove on, not a thing was amiss,<br> I knew in a moment it was St. Everis.<br> More rapid than rushing Fanatics he came,<br> He looked at me then, he called me by name;<br> “Now, Kabr, your friends await not at your leisure,<br> You must provide us with some Corrective Measure.<br> To the back of the Well, in the depths of the Vault!<br> You must find a way! Create some crack, some fault!”<br> Like a Dreg on a Pike he flew past in a rush,<br> Though clearly ashamed, Neville never once blushed.<br> Then up to the door, which I opened with friends,<br> He carried a pack full of old odds and ends.<br> I followed him then, with no way I could know,<br> How I could explain standing right here alone.<br> If six were required to open the door,<br> What happened to those I remember no more?<br> He seemed unaware, or at least unconcerned,<br> With this Paradox on which my troubled mind yearned.<br> I shook off these thoughts, it was time to push on,<br> To follow St. Ev’ris before he was gone<br> He was dressed in odd armor, his shader obscure,<br> As a statement of fashion, I saw not the allure.<br> A bundle of engrams was flung on his back,<br> And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.<br> His eyes-how they cut through my soul with a stare,<br> Like only Awoken can do, when they dare.<br> His lips they were blue, like the oceans of home,<br> No beard on his chin, his hair dusky gloam.<br> He lead me down paths of impossible age,<br> Eventually landing upon Gorgons Maze.<br> His engrams he scattered, where e’r he felt best,<br> Though he never once touched the Spirit Bloom chest.<br> Within the Glass Throne, one last time he stood,<br> His work then completed, he knew it was good.<br> He looked to me once, with a wink in his eye,<br> Then pulled out his Ghost, and to orbit did fly.<br> Unsure what to do, I fell back to the maze,<br> Attempting to dodge one more Gorgon’s Gaze.<br> But it snuck up upon me - I knew what to do,<br> I let loose a rocket - the Wolfpack knew too.<br> To the wreckage I bound myself, body and soul,<br> To let in the Light, to bring hope to this hole.<br> And so I cry out, though I know not to whom,<br> “Push back the Darkness, Merry Vexmas to you.”<br> Contact Us: <br> Web: <a href="http://www.destinyghoststories.com">DestinyGhostStories.com</a><br> Twitter: <a href="http://www.twitter.com/dghoststories">@dghoststories</a><br> Email: destinyghoststories@gmail.com<br> Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/DGhostStories">/DGhostStories</a><br> Instagram: <a href="https://www.instagram.com/DGhostStories/">@DGhostStories</a><br> <br> Great Resources:<br> <a href="http://www.ishtar-collective.net/">The Ishtar Collective</a><br> <a href="http://destinytimeline.com/">Destiny Timeline</a><br> <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/DestinyLore">r/DestinyLore</a><br> <a href="https://n"></a>
