Forgive...forgive...

Forgive the sins I committed.

The faeries cherished freedom.

The faeries guarded their love.

In recompense, the children lost their world.

Though it is destroyed over and again...

Your Britain will ever prosper.

Spring’s surprise, summer’s quarrel, autumn’s joy, and winter’s battle.

Death piled upon death to stand eternal.

Be wary and never forget:

No matter how sturdy the walls, a castle’s foundation never changes.

As the world took new form, the roots aged.

And now, unseen and unfelt...

The gnawing of the tiniest of insects shall bring all to ruin.

Forgive...forgive...

Forgive the sins we committed.