A Crumbling Orange Scroll

A quiet voice whispers in your mind as you read the orange scroll:

When the Men of Silver all were gone,
The gods began the Age of Bronze.
And Grigoros the First returned
To the sleep for which he yearned.
But the Men of Bronze in constant wars
Battered down the temple doors.
The First awoke with hateful wrath.
He whispered in their sleeping ears
New ways to hasten widows' tears
And spurred them on their doomward path.

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