Akphaezya - Επιλογος / Epilogos
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Επίλογος
(Epilogos)
After that, the atmosphere became so oppressive that each move was a struggle not to kneel... Those who touched
The ground understood Akphaezya was dying. Sick of too much wars, conflicts, riots, rebellions... On the 12th
Cycle of 1382, the last march was a silent and peaceful procession of Ayzeahpkas, followed by some other ethnic
Groups, all bereaving the loss of Nimim Ninnom, executed with no judgement by the Apologists. Just after that
H. Nafets took the baby, opened a way through time and simply step back to 1215, when all began
The omen king suggested the baby to Tyro and asked:
"Would the nature divinities need a providential bud?
Would they differently breed this special shrub? "
Tyro grabbed the boy and retorted:
"In this time of bleak mist and muddy crisis
To raise a tree of salvation
A beastly cherub rimes with mystic chrysalis
A praise to free from starvation"
The omen king left one face shading a tear, peered by the grin of his other one...
(Epilogos)
After that, the atmosphere became so oppressive that each move was a struggle not to kneel... Those who touched
The ground understood Akphaezya was dying. Sick of too much wars, conflicts, riots, rebellions... On the 12th
Cycle of 1382, the last march was a silent and peaceful procession of Ayzeahpkas, followed by some other ethnic
Groups, all bereaving the loss of Nimim Ninnom, executed with no judgement by the Apologists. Just after that
H. Nafets took the baby, opened a way through time and simply step back to 1215, when all began
The omen king suggested the baby to Tyro and asked:
"Would the nature divinities need a providential bud?
Would they differently breed this special shrub? "
Tyro grabbed the boy and retorted:
"In this time of bleak mist and muddy crisis
To raise a tree of salvation
A beastly cherub rimes with mystic chrysalis
A praise to free from starvation"
The omen king left one face shading a tear, peered by the grin of his other one...
