Euphrat(es)ia/La Mer: Number Six

Peace and Balance keep the waters strong
Against the rising lands of Gorgea
And his mountainous allies

The calculated chaos of liquidity
Spin the earth into a brew
Of both order and mess,

Combining the powers of the
Waters, the Earth, the Sky
And the universe into one.

His water courses sharp
Through the valleys of the dark
And the caverns on high;

And thus we shall see
What new life will bring into this
Earth, this ever-changing sphere:

The moon will smile upon
These new waters, these new
Cracks in the mantle of life

With Water He shall sculpt while He wonders
Just how deep the Old Gods have been sunk,
And if they still believe in themselves,
Do they remain deities?

Or are they something else?

Gorgea: Number Five

A towering build of mud and stone

So still, so strong

Yet so stoically peaceful

Mountains and valleys he has born

Into the earth, its mantle

Wide open for the reaping

And the swamps, the grass

That cover the many lands 

Are his kin anew,

The rebirth coming soon

And him the first to call

The one they know as Life-Bringer.

The earth will quake under his

Titan-like weight

As the storms and the war help him

Sculpt the dirt into a new land,

On this earth that humans

Love to believe is our own.