The Coronation — Verse II

On the thirteenth year of Xeyâ

Came down from all heavens Jekhâ

She walked amongst men and Nûwa

Searching for only She knew what

When her attention halted on a boy

Hartigan was his name, and oh! what joy

The awestruck mortals felt as their Goddess

In Her great wisdom named only the best

To become, when of age, their liege

In time of peace, in time of siege

To defend and shelter the race of Men

For She knew Evil was not yet beaten

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The twenty-fifth year of Xeyâ,

Saw the great Coronation of King Hartigan

The following weeks, great celebrations began

And soon departed the Nûwa

For their task was finished, the Great City was done

The children no longer needed their protection

The road was split into two ends

But Men and Nûwa would be friends

For now and ever