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
Verse VI – Retribution
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 …
