Creation (Book)
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A long and distant time ago
There stood a child in the snow
He watched in fear as time went by
And lights of battles filled the sky
He soon would have a lucid dream
Where sand and snow connected by seam
He took this vision and filled his life
With a mission to end suffering and strife
But the folly of man was naught the past
And soon, towards him, their hatred cast
Alone he travel through endless sea
To find a place where freedom be
With time and wisdom, he found his home
Neither sand nor snow shall write his tome
With Viridian's spark, new ages await
He was our founder,
Salazar the Great