The Forge At The First Dawn

At the first dawn, the Gods lit their forges. Stoking the flames as they ready their hammers. Each strike upon their anvils sends out notes across time. Their song calling out to us from the beginning of time. The warmth of their song fills our hearts and lights our way. The notes of their music gift us their wisdom as they forge our destiny. As they forge, they sing to us song their children. The words of their song overflow with their love, bringing warmth and light to our lives. With each hammer blow, a new note flows across the eons to us. Blending with their words, the melody of their hammers enriching our souls. The warmth of their song fills our hearts and lights our way. The notes of their music gift us their wisdom as they forge our destiny. Their melody shaping our path like the metal on their anvils. Its winding course slips through the shadows like a ray of light. The path they forged for us guiding us ever onward to the lands free of evil. A place of peace and prosperity for all their children.