The Old Gods do not slumber
They ebb and flow around us
Surging through our very veins
Inundating us with their primordialness
Our destines they ignite outside of time
Guiding us into the forges of service
Charging us in honor and dedication
Their mysteries sanctified for the discerning
Many shall spurn this sacred summons
Few have the tenacity to endure the path
Even fewer shall return
Reborn yet changed forever
By the Gods Fire
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg
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