For now, I had to survive to see the day I could only hope would come to fruition. The day my mother said was foretold, when the three kingdoms in Greatland would be united once again by one who could roar like ten lions but was as meek as a lamb. The chosen soul would be sent by our Ancestors with the knowledge of the old ways lost long ago. A time and place where all men and women had lived as equals. My mother promised me I would see such a day again, if only I had faith.
