Upps: yes! A diss to Lord Deucalion, how did that now happen?

Gosh, Landon, what, in LOGOS-sake, did you do? Did you perhaps find my missing shoe?
Where did this come from? I have no clue! But....

Wasn't Lord Twilight accusingly called the Lord of lies?
Lord Deucalion: Originally, YER name was Dunamis, how many names will YOU reveal? Many until the all of us appeal?

YER name was Dunamis: which means "The Justice that was". How can justice be stopping?`Are we on some kind of Karma-shopping?

Have you compromised, our dearly missed, Lady Miramar?
I see clear: what kind of bad-STAR, YOU are!

In the language of the Aldar: Dunamis was contacted, through extensive prayers and meditation, (Is HE the DIVINE of Monks? Or is my brain just full of radiation (leaving some sort of aftermath, to all of the blast)).
And by the newly appointed secretary of our then newly modern Holy Church of Achaea, by the one and only Tassad Baraslan: YOU were remembered!!!

Our sweet Tassad learned that his spirit was not able to leave the realms, upon which he felt imprisoned without releasing loads of quantities of chaos througout Lord Sarapis' creation.

Something YOU Lord Deucalion did not wish to happen?
I feel my hands burn, from all the ways my hands are (towards YOU LORD, chapeau, chapeau) clapping...

AFTER months of thought and prayers, Tassad had to discover a means that he had to take YER place of Order, in his way, of ritual stuff.
End of the day: ee sacrificed himself in YER process. Upon YER arrival. Lord Sarapis raised YOU to YER GOODHOOD. Did YOU ever feel this is rough?

No, YOU had luck, HE renamed YOU, Lord Deucalion, into "The Justice that IS."
YOU are against Lord Twilight, Babel (DIVINE of Oblivion, WHO claimed dominion over the REAL of chaos, I am chaos too, such a shame, our realm is perhaps in great loss, I say to the all of us!) and Sartan (no comment, I will return to HIM some other time),

And YOU call YER Temples the Closters of Righterousness;
May I little Jester now laugh out loud? What kind of righterousness are we to learn? Are we playing  some kind of King's Chess?

And honestly?? Fire takes the pyre as YER holy symbol?
Good, that I am safe and sound, curled up in Lord Twilights bowl!

Burn, little switch, burn!
Until you are worthy as I, The DIVINE of justice, wish for you to return!

I will and shall not burn, me switch, the one I am, I shall not burn!
Lemme see, dearest Lord, YOUR next turn...

Not in deepest respect, but also not snotty,
YERS (in a kind of way) truly, for SOME "the little" shorty!

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Miraman, in the year 914 AF.