.❅.
There was a time long long ago
before the cold winds did a'blow
before they stole our light away
and buried it deep deep down
.
There was a time before the storm
before the glaciers took their form
before our brothers fell so low
and our prince feared the day
.
There was a time, when with a groan
that our high king fell off the throne
before the bloody fan was closed
before the curse was lain
.
There was a time so long ago
that we thought our land, they would forego
before our flags were torn and burned
and the river spoke its worst
.
There was a time so far from near
when the spirits rose, with scales so clear
before the killer's fate was sealed
and with her grave came ours
.
There was a time of another tone
when our great land was still our own
before they dyed our river red
before the ghost-fish rose
.
Now waits a king for a crown of bone
to end Shiruba's lasting woe
to melt the ice and scatter snow
and then to rest the ghost fish go
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On Thin Ice (Prequel to Guild)
AdventureTHE WAR IS YOUNG, and the gods are hungry. Ogonsekai has been warring for twelve years, so many remember the age before. An age of submission. An age of silent resentment and knives behind backs instead of on tables. An age when the Outskirts bowed...