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
First years of the world — Verse I
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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