Thread:HoundTheDestroyer93/@comment-25808351-20200826231605/@comment-27666783-20200828084536

''If I see him again I must die or kill In the hot wet wood on the closed in hill When the year turns bright and the trees are bloomed On a chariot of fire and doom For where he appears death is on the air And someone in sight must die''

''Have you seen him again in the dark and cold? The night black star and his screeching fold With its deep sound roar and its wings of steel With its cyclone gust and the storm like reel With its red like eyes that no one can probe When more than a few must die''

''We will see him again when the earth shall cry When the hills fall down and the trees turn dry He will strike his boom on the earth's deep fault With his six limbs bared to the Fallen's vault He will dance in flame till the stars cry halt And all but a few shall die''

idk the idea of Commonwealth-Dominion war spilling over into the material realm, and tribal mamono watching an aerial dogfight, having little comprehension or explanation outside of 'Do I sense a man on that thing that just set the forest on fire?' is amusing.