It is all too easy to sit back and watch events while they happen.

Instead of leaving anonymous poems at the sites of tragedy, I recommend growing a spine (or potentially buying one on the market as seems to be popular these days) and using your actual voice before such events occur.

If people had questioned what would happen when they simply blindly followed Eleusis perhaps you would not have needed your "harvest".

Next time Eleusis offers you a seed or a sapling, think twice. So far they have both resulted in the deaths of many, including children.

As you did not seem bold enough to offer your words to the world, let me do it on your behalf:


Found on the bank of the former Lake Narcisse

Let me harvest your tears,
alongside mine.

So I may water
this wretched storyline.

All these happenings,
turns and facets cruel.

Creating our wondrous world,
a twisted jewel.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Valnuary, in the year 970 AF.