All Jupitas's Men

And he had ta'en a purse of gold,
And he had placed it upon her knee,
Saying: "Give it to my little young son,
And take thee up they nurse's fee."

"And it shall come to pass on a summer's day,
When the sun shines bright on every stane,
I'll come and fetch my little son,
and teach him how to swim the faem."

"And ye shall marry a gunner good,
And a right fine gunner I'm sure he'll be,
And the very first shot that he e'er shoots,
Will kill both my young son and me."

Neith sang from water warm and good from a land she once knew well. But unrest and destruction between worlds and the cannabilisation of time itself destroy her world, her home and take away her freedom.

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For ayanasioux's Fantasy competition.