Eulogy for a goddess
As delivered by Zacharael
She who birthed the Olman at the cradle,
Who gave language to the Baklunish
Philosophy to the Suloise
Lineage to the Oeridians
and Music to the Flannae.
She who, knowingly or unknowingly,
was worshipped by
All those who pushed back against the darkness
And sacrificed for their fellow men,
From kings to commoners,
From Urda-Khal of Enoch to… Ollo of the Road.
She is no more.
Her light is fading from this world.
So too must our light fade,
And there is nothing now to stand in the way
Of the rising tide of darkness.