The Giants in the Sea
Above all else, fear the giants in the sea.
From over the horizon they came, striding over the waves,
their shadows muting music, their sneers made of graves.
Crimson tides followed, carrying in warships swatted aside as fleas.
Our divine Kings knew not where they came from,
our warriors died by the lightning illuminating our demise,
our castles melted by the fires smoldering in their eyes,
and the dragons’ rage was snuffed out beneath their thumbs.
The dark days followed in the wake of their furious conquest;
A whirlpool, a gazing eye of terror desecrating the sky
roiling with dead clouds, tainting our clothes with demonic dye.
Hopeless we perished, falling flat into the footprints of our best.
The end arrived when Omegadia’ah’s axe fell towards the world
and echoes of an even darker evil from deep in the black hailed.
The dirt spat out a curse and the lands under our kingdoms failed
as the Bones of the Earth bent, and around his blackened heart curled.
As they entered their prison of dark, stone, and water, we ascended,
forming a broken world of rubble, staring fearfully into the night.
Our Age of Heroes was ended, their blood spilled for spite.
Now we know the meaning of war when before we foolishly pretended.
From this hungry power we know not a way to flee.
With the best of us slain we feel nought but rage and despair.
We plan for the day we die, avenging memories lost with the air.
Above all else we know and urge you: fear the giants in the sea.
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