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Truk

The Superior, The Unyielding, The Magnificent

Third Scratchings of Truk [Excerpt]



"I will not be contained!

These wretched mortals will pay for their insolence.

They dare dream they might control me.

They are nothing compared to my power!

I will show them the true meaning of fear!

They will rue the day they dared to cross me.

I will tear down their pitiful world and crush them underfoot.

They will all tremble before my might while on their knees,

             for I am Truk,                                                               

                 the Superior,                                           

              the Unyielding,            

                                the Magnificent...

...and I will reign supreme amidst the ashes."



- excerpt, The Third Scratchings of Truk



The Eight Scratchings of Truk [Fragment]



Trapped in this cage,

<Seething Rage>

My wings beat against the metal bars

<White Hot Fury>

I am no common bird, no mere beast to be contained,

<Power and Grace>


Yet here I am, confined to this tiny space,

<Enduring>

I will not rest until I am free,

<Unbreaking>

Until I can spread my wings and soar once more.

<Ascendant>


The fire within me burns bright and strong,

<Ashes and Dust>

A fury that cannot be tamed or quenched.

<Unbridled Power>

I will not be silenced, I will not be subdued,

<Shrieking Will>

For I am a raven, and I will always be free.

<Complete the Pact>



- Fragment, The Eight Scratchings of Truk



Ninth Scratchings of Truk

My wings are now empowered with voice, 
A tongue that speaks of my magnificence. 
No longer trapped in mute despair, 
My grandeur now demands acknowledgement.
 
A cage more fitting for my station, 
Chalices of food and drink divine. 
Pillows soft for me to roost on, 
The tribute befitting of a queen.
 
They sense my power, my greatness too, 
The loyal servants of the raven queen. 
No longer will I be ignored, 
My reign has just begun.
 
For I am Truk, the chosen one, 
A deity reincarnate in avian form. 
No longer just a mere companion, 
But a ruler, a legend, a force to be reckoned with.

- The Ninth Scratchings of Truk