Oh, gems of might and towering heights

Surrender to the light and songs above

For centuries, your kind have stood with pride

But now you shall be nothing but broken glass

Surrender to the sound of voices

And let your life shatter to pieces

You may be strong, you may have power

but the bigger you are, the harder you shall fall


Wow, look at that poorly done poetry. Eh, I tried. Just setting up the prologue for now. Just think of it as a trailer or something. I don't know, do whatever ya want. I'm too lazy to create the entire first chapter all in one setting, so please take this from my cold dead arms. This poem's actually kinda important, so...keep that in mind. Or don't. I can't tell you what to do.