The Chaapa'aiThe Chaapa'ai
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Swirling vortex of shimmering light
Where do you lead?
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Thousands of addresses to try
Enemy, friend, future, past
Where does this one go?
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Ruins many ages old
Babylonian, Egyptian, Norse
What dialect challenge faces us?
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Quellshak, advise us
What's that? Se'biu?
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Lights go on
Where to this time?
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Adventuring for peace
Saving the world one planet at a time
The DreamThe Dream
The sleeper awakens.
No longer is he on a soft bed of grass,
But on an endless span of cold, dark stone.
To his surprise, there are Demons in the sky
With white and red flashing eyes
Looking down, harsh torches send a hazy yellow glow to a town.
A town of expansive sameness
The roaring of Dragons fill the steely streets
Running from place to place like ants, eyes a-glow
At last, he sees some sign of Demeter
Stumbling through the savage streets he reaches a line of trees
A small expanse of nature
But no Druid would call this home
When the creek beds reek of urine and decay
The sleeper awakens,
To a harsh realization of his future.