Walking down the streets of Aetherius
Things just come to stand between all of us
Beliefs of our kind come pulling through
Pressuring us to be loyal and true

While fighting for a cause to claim our name
Many of us fight to just be a pain
Not knowing of a result we just continue on
Making sure the deeds all come to be done

Some of us love and some of us hate
To the anti and magic and also the taint
We all are the same down to our very form
But through time we have fought and all become torn

So we fight for a future through thick and thin
Defending our beliefs, others and kin
Standing true to religion and of our faith
Creating a balance in the world to take

Though time continues on while many get old
History will change and start to take a tole
Inhabitants will soon come realize and see
That we are no different in what we may be...

-Altec Nepahalae

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Tenebrae, in the year 592 AD.