Along the shores, foam breaks against the rocks.
I stand on this desolate island, surrounded by the absence of nothing and everything.
Lonely existence it is, every passage of the lost, I dream of a knight.
My wishes can become reality–I do not dare.
I remain as I am, yet… Here is my knight.
No shining armour, only darkness.
He is exactly as I would have imagined him, but I did not.
Sister.
Do you see this scion of mine?
- Unknown
The first probe of the gods proved to be utterly ineffective. They learned basically nothing, and from the looks of things, the mad deities had been recruited… No one even knew how it was possible to recruit these lunatics with such ease. The God-Kings had needed to negotiate extensively to get anything out of them.
