Part One:
The Girl in The Wind
At the beginning the Spark of life shawn through us.
And we cried out for the world
We cried out for its endless bounty and beauty
But in their stead, we were given chains
Chains of shadow and servitude
And we cried
We cried for our salvation
For our Dawn
But the world forsook us and continued on without care
We thought ourselves alone in the Dark
And we cried
Until at last our heads looked up to the sky and beheld them
Gold with wrath and vengeance, the Angels fell upon us
They broke our chains and lifted us from the Dark
And we cried
For we thought new masters had come to claim us
New tyrants
But we were wrong,
for the Angels only fought against them
They gave us choice, the gift of Light
And we cried
- Crying of the Nuli