Long, long ago
On a quiet island far below
Existed a boy of great destiny
Veshem, the world would know him to be
Neither Human nor Nûwa
He lived peacefully with his family
Until the day, dreaded
The Turunge discovered his community
His family, friends, all were killed
Veshem aloned was saved
For fate spared him
And in a whim
With vengeance his road was paved
Freightless boy
Grieving boy
***
Two, three then six companions
Met on his path, formed an union
Each race was united once again
The First City, taken with little pain
In every heart, hope lit anew
For seven years war spew
The impossible was achieved
From Vengeance Veshem was freed
And from Xeyâ was lifted at last
The Turunge’s iron grasp
***
Although Veshem’s heart was not mended
His name became legend
His exploits were sang ’till the end
His mission was completed
But his heart never mended
For never again would he know another
Affection as strong as the one of a mother


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