...You are powerful, like the waters of the forbidden sky. Grand that the eel only mocks your fire as you fly below the land.
Mimic not the rocks under the seabed or the machines man has born, we pride ourselves on the ever-nite fire that make all water and air bend it knees to our thoughts, but all will is spread of steam and all flesh sees our children who carry our hope as the unborn.
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