Fear not, my child

Unable to find artist

Help comes in many ways.
Those who ask look at both,
their eyes not afraid of golden rays.
Will you choose, or like a moth
 flee to better days?

Done by Rafał Olbiński

He is the one who lurks beneath
and he is the one that will free us from ourselves.
He splits light into itself, from itself.
 He shall do the same for man.
All hail.

Done by Jacek Yerka

Tick tock the clocks go
The god of time is very pleased
As he ages so does the world
But as he dies the new age will come.

Fear not, my child, the gods are insane.
Mad with power, crippled with shame.
But I shall protect you in my forest.
And the Lord that Lurks below
Will dash the land with his mighty powers,
His throbbing mind echoing, echoing, echoing-
Throughout all men and women of this world.

The sky will turn to blood,
the water will turn to air,
and the ground will turn to lead.
The forest will remain untouched
by the horrors of the end; the Lord that Guides,
he will guide us to our salvation.
Go to the forest and find him.

Find him and find salvation in the arms of the great lord who lurks in the forest. The Time God will rage across the world, his infernal desires dampening the Lord that Lurks Below. The two shall clash, tearing the world asunder. But in the forest you will find sanctuary and peace, no more of this fourth world, ours was but their becoming. We exist to create them, to shape them. We are their energy, their food. But the Forest Guide will save us from them, they are coming.
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