Nouvelles et histoires hétéroclites
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
Disease hit the country violently The corpses at first disposed of gently Ended quickly filling whole pits As the fever gained, killed at bits The population, for the first time terrified By this invisible foe still stood unified Slowly the plague died, peace revived Although calm had returned, the Queen worried Almost a million had …
A pioneer at last came back From his northern expedition Changed he was after the mission To his friends he would not talk back To his Queen he would not report He dared not say what he saw in the North *** Few weeks later he fell strangely ill Soon, blood he coughed His house …
Verse IV – Exploration Men explored ever so deeper Outside their country, and further To the West, they found the endless ocean Rich in fishes, beautiful and ancient To the East they found the great sea Wider than what the eye could see The South was fully clouded in shadow Under the Orange Moon, none …
Some amongst men did not approve the King Through the Great City some started to sing About another land, Far East Where all and one would find peace Who travelled such an idea? well No one inside the walls could tell For the first time in the Kingdom reigned dissension The King, now white of …
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 …
At the dawn of Xeyâ came Men Brought by Jekhâ, only Children They alone knew the world before They were spared no one knows what for Last Descendants of a forgotten race They were saved for their world She replaced In Aavaa Gelthi born and raised On their own until Evil arrived, crazed Caring Jekhâ …
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