Our empty land was savaged by war. Weapons lay on the ground.
Our land is no longer ours. Its no ones. Only dreams roam the land
The tell us the last of the courageous acts that the heroes gave us, and what the evils left behind.
This is how the story goes....

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We are the dreams
The dreams of dreams
We live forever on the Nether
in the dreaming of the Aether

The once was a land of great divinity
A land that is full of hope and prosperity
The void and the nether crept behind
But the creatures are all divine

We saw the time of great dispute
Between the lords and the kings
We have to seek refuge
In the bottoms of the ocean

The great ocean asked for a sacrifice
But the greed of the creatures fed it nothing
The ocean ravaged the lands with water
and soon followed famine

Famine was relentless on the creatures
slowly people died
The creatures needed food
and resorted to their own kind

War was inevitable
for the only piece of fertile land
ten clans formed
only one clan will survive

But what turned out to be a easy war
was a war that ravaged the last piece of fertile land
This brought great grief
no one expected this to happen...

Now only we... the dreams
roam the lands...
lost forever from the grasp
of the poor greedy creatures

This work was inspired by Dinos great poem's