Tesrec's Corner

The Gods were kind
And in the dawn we lived happy, humble lives
All was fresh and pure
And in thanks we prayed

The Gods were worried
The world was heavy with burden
The Gods sent signs in clouds and birds
And for aid we prayed

The Gods were angry
And fire rained from sky
War torn land and life, laying low all that was
And we prayed

The Gods were gone
And cold darkness replaced the light
In the old texts we searched for meaning
But found nothing
So we prayed

The Gods are gone.
As we will be.

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