Dreamers on the Rise

by Cropper

Please note that this story is a sequel to Race Among the Ruins and picks up roughly eight months after the first one ended. It is not necessary to read RAtR first, but it might be beneficial

1. Prologue

Title: Dreamers on the Rise

Author: Cropper

Pairing: GSR

Rating: Mature for Profanity, Graphic Imagery, Adult Situations

Disclaimer: I do not own them but I wish I did. I mean no harm or infringement and will return everyone to their rightful owners when I finish, I promise.

A/N: Thank you, idreamedmusic, for translating my English into German. The hefeweizen is on me. I am flying solo this time. All errors are mine.

Summary: "Whoever must be a creator always annihilates." Thus Spoke Zarathustra – Friedrich Nietzsche

Prologue

Und Ich Erstehe

Far from the blackened abyss

Folded into nothingness

Piercing darkened shroud

With my sword of virtue

I rise

From scattered ashes of morality

Littering scarred and barren landscape

Forever choking, forever swallowing

The angry voice of God

I rise

Formerly a slave

Now a master

The last man falls

Only to live anew

I rise

Ich bin ein Kind. Ich werde. Fűrchte mich.