P.R.O.P.H.E.C.E.Y (Kewl title, no relevance to topic)

Singularity.

We once slept dreamless and motionless in the void.

a distant memory for but a few,

But

         having been aroused from our eternal slumber, we did not make haste.

We've watched you from before your ancestors made great strides across the stars,

and made abodes in the earthereal  spheres.

but we  did  not interfere.

      The time is coming for our kind to return to this place, but not before we deem things appropriate.

There still yet remains time for you to grow, and understand.

Our secrets we've keep from you till this time.

but the time has now come for the great scroll to be opened,

and in our tongue shall it be spoken .

Chaos grows in the north, and the hordes are hungry.

Fear not, we've long waited for this age.

In the end, all shall be made anew.

For out of the chaos comes the order,

and order begets the chaos.

Like it was for us long ago

The cycle always comes back full circle.

wake up, we're almost there...