“Imagine....... Imagine...... Imagine
a far green country, with towering mountains, bubbling brookes and
wide open plains. The land was plentiful and the crops grew well. The
fish in the rivers & brookes never ran out, and neither did the
game in the forest. Yet, admist in such beauty, peace has never
reigned. For as long as we can remember, race has fought against
race, and tribe against tribe. Even the tales of our ancestors from
as far back as the Diluvian Days, tell of the great battles between
us all.
But hear my words now and remember
them, my son. There will come a day when the waters rise up to
reclaim this land once again, and in that hour, the races of this
land must unite to survive, or we shall all perish. For this has been
prophesied by my father, and his father's father, and all those
before him who carried the prophetic heirloom of our family. And one
day, if the Hiru will it, you will come of age and also witness the
vision that has been our line's responsibility for many long
generations.
If the Hiru will it, my son.....If the
Hiru will it.”
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