One will orbit, lost alone
Two will make a human home
Three will guide the pilgrims route
Four will bristle, weapons out
Five will wallow, world of ash
Six will dig from under trash
Seven will party, rich to buy
Eight will learn too much and die
- Chant of Eights (Eschaton Juvenalians)
Sweet Melikik, I hardly knew ye
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