Weaving...Swinging
Yet still, unfolding.
A tapestry, of time
Weaved by the famed Dragon kind
The ancient supreme serpentine mind
Mastering the art of altering time
Where each thread, marks an era
In the making of space and time
Thread by thread! Knot by knot!
While feeble species , dormant lie
In their slumber, ages go by
When should they awaken?
When should they rise?
The prophecies
Tell of the wake of a king,
Who would gift freedom to his kin.
Eternity
In dreamless sleep
Awaiting , the coming of their king
Degeneracy, of the weak infant stock
Which breed on the footsteps of your throne
The Conqueror! Rebuke me in thy wrath,
Should I fail in my deeds...
Infirmity! Spreading as a plague yet unredeemed
Contaminating the worlds beyond
The destroyer! Tear apart the tapestry,
For it is only salvation
"I am , the Salvation
Your only remedy...
Eternal damnation
I, the Wrymweaver..."