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Perhaps the Gods knew all along.
One day we would return to save them all.
Time is timeless.
300 years ago. Yesterday. Tomorrow. Now.
You must ask yourself, “What do I do?”
How do I fit into this endless sky?
KNOWING you are no different than the ones that came before.
Your dreams have no priority in this place, this past…
We. Are. All. One.
And when the Gods call you, as you look out onto these shores where ships carried away your past, on these shores where tears could not refract the horror, on these shores where even death lowered its head in shame, on these shores where, on these shores where, on these shores…Where. You. Were. Born.
WHAT will you do?
Yes, perhaps the Gods knew all along.
One day we would return to save them all.
