Memoirs, Vol 1, Sister Clarwen
[This book details the path in faith of one Shirra Clarwen.] "Moving from the light" is how he always phrased it, which I thought was a bit much. "A ray of morning light dims this day," he would insist. I just can't really see it the same way. I can comfort, I can listen, I can heal - of course my talents are best suited in worship of Ilmater. I have no ill will towards the Morninglord, indeed, I think a shaft of his light will always shine in my heart. I worry, too. There's something that glimmers in Pa's eyes when he talks about the light - and it's not something I like. I alight to Baldur's Gate next tenday - to the Open Hand Temple. Maybe they'll know what ails him.