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Chapter 3

*Sitting upon a stump while listening to the winds, Teldasill meditates in
peace when her veins begin to glow green once more. Feeling submerged in the
spirit of Mother, feelings begin to well up in her heart and a tear wells up
in her eye*

Please! Cease with the torment... cease with the pain...
How can you do this, to someone so great?
You could have everything, and just get away...
Yet you cover her up, and still spit in her face.

She cares for you! Shes a nurturing a Mother...
If you let her come to you, I know you would love Her!
Yet you've hardened your heart, and live for yourself...
Prancing the streets and bragging of wealth.

But what if it leaves you? What have you then?...
Your Spirit is still broken, and you're deserted by men.
Yet, the one I know is faithful, one who NEVER leaves...
Watching her children with pleasure, on the wind in the trees.

But beware, all Mothers defend their daughters and sons...
And you have seen nothing of the wrath to come.
She will endure only so much, before it is time...
And with every new citizen, that moment is nigh.

Take heed all of you, those who rape land and stack bricks...
Your existance and ours, simply won't mix.
Destruction is coming, no more slaps on the wrist...
I stand for freedom of spirit, a vessel of Thar-Eris.

It's ironic, how I knew nothing until I became concealed...
And it brought the full glory of my Mother to be revealed.
Praise her for the truth, because now I know what's real...
Praise her for the truth, because now I know what's real...