Ghost Stories, A Destiny Podcast

Merry Vexmas: A Visit From St. Everis Merry Vexmas and Happy Dawning everyone! Twas the night before Vexmas, when all through the ship, Not a radar was blinking, not even a blip; The vault space was cleared in the Tower with care, In hopes that St. Everis soon would be there; The Risen were nestled, all snug in their beds, While Visions of Confluence flowed through their heads; And I in my Battlecage, Greaves, Grips, and Wrath, Had resigned my brain to a warm, briny bath; When out in the Ruin there arose such a clatter, I summoned my Sparrow to see what was the matter. Away to the Spire I sped like a flash, Praetorian Foil... Two goblins... now ash. The distance of Earth in the dark Venus sky, Gave rise to memories of days long gone by. When, what through my Praedyth’s Revenge should I see, But a red Sparrow there... with a Ghost in its lead, The driver drove on, not a thing was amiss, I knew in a moment it was St. Everis. More rapid than rushing Fanatics he came, He looked at me then, he called me by name; “