Mademoiselle Erin Caywood, the wandering/wondering heretic, maestro of fabrications & harbinger (or harbingers) of woe, descends into a neverending chasm of anguish while simultaneously enveloping this current oligarchy in order to bring forth a vision of one willing to suckle frivolously at the bosom of unblemished piety through which we all may become not just enlightened, but more fully engaged in heretofore that which is most sacred to humanity.