It's always been the children who have saved the universe from the previous generation and remade the universe in their own image.

Dear Artificer, I’ve blown my quanta and gone to the Good Place!

So rage, proud Power: fail again! And see my blood teach Death to die!

Those who don't know the mistakes of the past won't be able to enjoy it when they make them again in the future.

(True,) the white hole said. (My name is Khairelikoblepharehglukumeilichephreidosd'enagouni-) and at the same time he went flickering through a pattern of colors that was evidently the visual translation.

It's always been the children who have saved the universe from the previous generation and remade the universe in their own image.

Blood in the water I sing, and one who shed it: deadliest hunger I sing, and one who fed it- weaving the ancient-most tale of the Sea's sending: singing the tragedy, singing the joy unending This is our shame- this is the whole Ocean's glory: this is the Song of the Twelve. Hark to the story! Hearken, and bring it to pass: swift lest the sorrow long ago laid to it's rest devour us tomarrow!