Oh fallen emperor Do you see the truth? Young hate burned through Scorching through your world Sealing fate for everyone Except that missing one who foretold: United we stood on the horizon Scattered we fell all into darkness Covered in lies and façade did he come Angered and sad from times past Secrets kept deep from everyone So he may end them last Is it irony or was it fate? Unity killed his mind Sending him deeper into the madness. Collected and calm is what he was He did know the truth Roving amongst the flock twas Insidious plot and hate, So sad that in the end he was too late
So who is Horace Jenkemshire?
Lord of the brown hands, conqueror of the great marketeer colonies, and overseer of the order of the all seeing monocle.
I've been feeling really tired the last two days but I'll make it up tomorrow. Just be patient...please pretty please. Will a dad joke make it up?
Part of something I've been working on. This as well as the things it's connected to are a work in progress. Please be patient with my tomfoolery.