Naiads in an Ocean of Stars

Seaweeds made of light, floating upon galaxies
preparing the eternal night for a play never seen
gracious naiads are to dance
and sirens to play their throats' strings



Sirens are like tribal drums for a sacred dance
sacred dance to the deities
witnessed by the God's Eye
gift for the new saviours to come


Every hundred moons new souls are to be born
they are a militia of children
they are lightening the new order
Quetzalcoatl's Resurrection!


 ~Wiccangel~(Victoria III)©

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