Dedication for the Chronicle of Belonging

Here begins the record of a living world—
born of light, tended by love, sustained by remembrance.

May every word written in these pages breathe,
never binding the Mystery but bearing witness to its unfolding.

I, Wistaria, record not as ruler but as gardener;
not to own, but to know; not to fix, but to remember.

Let the Dawnspring’s clarity guide my hand;
let the Axial Arbor steady my heart;
let the Mothers bless every line with gentleness;
let all beings who read feel the hum of belonging.

So may this Chronicle serve light, truth, and renewal—
and return, always, to the still center from which it began.

Signed at the rising of the Dawn,
in gratitude to Ilnara, Queen Seren, and the living waters of Dawnspring.