A Few Legends and Tales
Before the Birthing of the Orb
In Fires Primal and Rare...
This God Stood There.
Around Him Stood his Brothers,
Kinsmen Deep in Thought
Gazing Down in Wonder
at this World that they had Wrought.
But From the Mists of Time there Came
A Race Both Old and Cruel.
The Elder Gods They Called Themselves
The New They Sought to Rule.
This God Stood, Full to the Front
The "Elder" for to Fend;
But the Elder were Eld, the New were New
This God's Life wouldst End.
When at Last the Battle Stopped
The New Gods were but Two.
They Carried off this One God's Life,
But His Life they Couldn't Renew.
But This God's Life was Something Else,
A Spark Remained! An Ember Burned!
So this God They did Steal Away
to a Fortress Cold and Dark.
They Buried Deep within this Earth
this God's Last Remaining Spark.
6 Stars of Light Shining on
6 Paths of Dark Leading to
6 Gates of Time Opened by the
6 Keys of Death With in the
6 Walls of Strength Guarding the
6 Wards of Knowledge Surrounding the
1 Seed of True Life
His Mind Within is Still Alive, for it may Ne'er be Stilled.
To Mate the Mind and Heart may be, but an Act of Will.
But Beware your Will, for may Not Be Your Own;
or even Still, Your Will, to Your Mind may be Unknown.
But Close at Hand will Always stay, No Matter Which Place,
Nor Matter Which Way.
The Southern Way Must be Thy Course,
But be Not Traveled by Boat or Horse.
The Way if Far for those that Dare, Yet Within One's Grasp of He Who Cares.
The Way is Long for Heart and Mind, But yet Quite Close if You can Find.
The Two so Close, the Two so Far. But Kept Apart as Moth in Jar.
To Be as One You Needs Have Fear, but to be as Two, Your Lives Most Drear.
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