From abyss deep, arise,
Two beings with shadowed eyes,
Whispers haunt night's ties.
Ancient giants soar high,
Holocene's grand tales imply,
Time's echo, they imply.
Kit, swift as the wind,
Sabertooth’s grace defined,
Moves in dance aligned.
Luciferin's blaze bright,
Reveals truths in shadow’s flight,
Mystic realms in light.
Kit’s claws mark the hunt,
TuF’ang’s eyes, sharp wisdom’s front,
Worlds in shadows blunt.
Mysteries unfold,
Steampunk tales in whispers told,
Transformation bold.
From abyss deep, arise,
Two beings with shadowed eyes,
Whispers haunt night's ties.
Ancient gi... [more]