Emerging From The Warp

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**THROUGH LOSS WE SERVE**

"Brother Captain, our navigators have begun the transition. The Gellar Field is being deactivated;we enter unknown territories."

"Acknowledged, Brother Sergeant Jamus. Send the call to prepare all weapons, increase the

range of our scanners to maximum. Alert Techpriest Osirian that we request him

to beseech the holy machine spirits to guide our course without fail."

"Your command is executed Brother Captain."

"Brother Sergeant Jamus, cast my next message to all of our brothers and servants upon 

Ferrous Pride. I desire to speak directly to all."

Brother Marines, brave allies of the Astra Militarum, loyal servants and compatriots; we have traveled far and long. We have strayed far from our course and know not into what new hell we shall find ourselves cast. Though we have been far from his presence for so many years, though we have battled countless foes from without and from within, though we have suffered heavy losses, we know that there is always the call to honor and duty. For every brother and ally that falls, we train and recruit two more to replace him. For every Predator that is taken by the enemy, we salvage and rebuild it again. We keep the teachings of honored Guilliman in our hearts, but also know that without adaptation only stagnation and ruin await us. We have served Our Emperor through our losses. We bear our wounds and stains with pride. Though the decay creeps in from every pernicious angle, we rise through, knowing that our return to Holy Terra will cleanse every bolter and every blade, every body and every soul. Have faith my brothers, for our Father has not forgotten us and we are not lost. Through the warp we have been thrown, but we shall rise and fight wherever we have ground to stand. We are our Father's sons, and through loss do we serve.

We are the Children of Rust and we will not die this day.

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