The Throne of the Gods

Prelude-1

Prelude

And behold, the Creator of the gods sat on his throne and spoke the Realms into existence. His word became matter, his heart became soul, and his spirit became spirit. And the songs of the gods below him were beautiful and good, filling the chaos into forms pleasing to eye and soul and spirit. Then the Creator of the Realms spoke. A word so still, so small, that the Powers strained to hear it.

“Behold, I leave the throne vacant and go to my house. Whoever wills to take my place on the throne, behold, it is vacant. But to the violent who would take it, know this. The crown is heavy, and the seat is onerous. Nevertheless, the Throne of the Gods suffers violence, and the violent take it by force.”

Apocryphal Book of the Raven

Author: Unknown