“You should have seen the world before it died,”
said Grendel’s mother to her dying son,
“before our kind succumbed to genocide,
when all our folk delighted in the sun.”
“Then came the fearful, hungry, violent men
in scores and hundredfold, in roiling waves
of noxious fumes and never-ceasing din,
which drove us from the light into our caves.”
“If we were seen, they killed us in their dread,
so strong we were in form compared to them.”
“Now sleep, my son; I too shall soon be dead."
"But not alone,” she swore with purpose grim.
“They’ll say that we were monsters when we’re gone,
and truly so, when comes again the dawn.”






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