it is time...
A great power stirs in the southwest.
The Raven-People note its warning and fly to tell the others.
Those loyal to the Dimp rejoice, celebrating in meadows with wine and music under her watchful eye.
The Great Mother prepares the feast for the joining of the four.
The Archbishop leans on his staff and simply waits, already aware of these changes before any other.
The storm stirs. Waiting, gaining power for the journey to the North.
Tomorrow is the eve, and even MAS' presence will not deter this fated meeting.
Some even whisper of the Great One and MAS meeting to talk.
but little do they believe this, for now is time of Festival and preparations for the eve must be made.
Sammyboi the Great-Samation-Coming-to-Daytona-Thursday
The Raven-People note its warning and fly to tell the others.
Those loyal to the Dimp rejoice, celebrating in meadows with wine and music under her watchful eye.
The Great Mother prepares the feast for the joining of the four.
The Archbishop leans on his staff and simply waits, already aware of these changes before any other.
The storm stirs. Waiting, gaining power for the journey to the North.
Tomorrow is the eve, and even MAS' presence will not deter this fated meeting.
Some even whisper of the Great One and MAS meeting to talk.
but little do they believe this, for now is time of Festival and preparations for the eve must be made.
Sammyboi the Great-Samation-Coming-to-Daytona-Thursday