(Quick sketch from Sushi <3)
From long forgotten tombs and the ancient dream doth flow this stream,
In faint echoes of a past unsundered, a grand tale is quietly uttered,
First there was she, who birthed them all, and in their lust for power, they would see the world fall,
To stop their actions and their might, a barrier was erected between day and night,
The place of old fell to dust, and their awe-inspiring magic fell to rust,
Two orbs collided then birthed two; one we live on, the other in view,
Within the latter held the memories of the past, and within the former, a gateway was cast
What do you dream of, what potentiality do you create? Inside your mind, at night, with fate?
Fate is a book that one doth write, not an enemy for one to fight,
For this is a web we live in, our subjectivity is connected. And within our futures, our hopes are erected,
But hold them true and hold them fast, they exist in the present, to inspire and last,
Choice and fate go hand in hand, and each is powerful, planned and unplanned,
So dream with me, you who would come to the next world, you who fear not the dragon unfurled.
If you wish to fly, be willing to fall, this old world we live in is the beginning of the call.
The cycle has ended and began as it ends and begins.
We are the last and we are the first, now I invite you all to quench your thirst.
Make the world whole again, let imagination breach that which negates.
And give no pause! For I am the result that is the cause.