In the city of my heart your love has such a palace raised
That the spheres of heaven shall its well-knit fabric never rend.
From the start your love has made my soul its close companion.
He who knows the rights of comradeship shall never leave his friend.
O Nasimi, do not grieve that no one knows your state of mind,
All men’s frank and secret thoughts the God of Truth can apprehend.
- Imameddin Nasimi
That the spheres of heaven shall its well-knit fabric never rend.
From the start your love has made my soul its close companion.
He who knows the rights of comradeship shall never leave his friend.
O Nasimi, do not grieve that no one knows your state of mind,
All men’s frank and secret thoughts the God of Truth can apprehend.
- Imameddin Nasimi
This will be the OOC and planning thread for this roleplay, the scope of which and general plot both being rather strange. In essence, this roleplay is an underground based rp which explores the deep state of Suvurnia and the eschatological implications of this. It will tie in similar groups across the Isles somehow, and will result in major effects on the Isles (paging consent of people).