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Welcome to Ballads, Songs, and Snatches

06:52, 19th April 2024 (GMT+0)

Ballads, Songs, and Snatches

Sit! children and listen to the story of Aethelborough, ancient in name, proud in bearing, wicked in purpose.

Learn of its growth from a small timid mining encampment to the well-established city of industry, its bright virtue and shadowy corners. Gods contended among each other and moved their mortal pawns upon the board, animated by un-guessed-at goals. Hear of the pride and arrogance of mere men, the savagery and instinct of beasts. Never was security assured, and truly the foundations of empire were ever the bleached and cracked bones of nameless aspiring heroes, told only by the faded carvings placed before mossy cairns. Wolves and goblins threatened its humble beginnings; dark rumblings from beyond the mountains shake its sturdy walls; all the while whispers ran through the dim and spider-haunted forest valley.

The Song of Creation echoes in the past, each verse building towards an uncertain future we now inhabit. Come, sit with me. Put aside the distractions of the day, the chores that await you and will await you still.

The song of which you are a part begins.