Few are able to offer truth in a time of treason. Where do the grounds begin and end? What right to empire?
Crops plundered and shelter burned by your throne unwelcome.
The people argue amongst themselves, their fears manipulated, a trick of perspective. They claim to be bringers of light, but darkness casts its hand over our land.
My ways are being erased.
Credits
Music and artwork by Maudlin Key.
The artwork features a detail from The Chief Druid, by Thomas Pennant (1726-1798)
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