Came up with this on my morning commute the other day; let’s try to distill the essence of each guild down to the three line, 5/7/5 syllable structure of haiku. It’ll start with Gossmere:
Joining hands, feeling
the pulse of life around us.
The Common Drum beats.
Through the stormy seas
And across great swaths of land
The Further Fire glows
I’m not a Weatherwatcher but I hate to leave something unfinished when it is so close to fruition. Though I would like to hear what a weatherwatcher themself would come up with.