The Song of the Thirteen Rings

"When chaos reigned and void was bare,The Sky Father rose to breathe the air.From love for Gaea, his vow took flight,To shield her realm with eternal might.

Thirteen rings he forged with care,A spark of his soul in each to share.Their power flowed through sky and stone,To guard the world and the life he’d sown.”

"The first was Sky, where thunder roars,A ring of kings, of heaven’s cores.It crowned the storms with sovereign might,The ruler of clouds, of day and night.”

"The second was Ocean, of tides untamed,A ring of waters, where life is named.It danced with waves, with currents vast,A hymn of moisture, from first to last.”

"The third was Darkness, of hellish flame,A ring of shadows, of endless blame.Its fiery depths were cruel and deep,A howled terror where horrors creep.”

"The fourth was Mirage, the trickster's guise,A ring of illusions that fooled the eyes.It shimmered and bent like a fleeting haze,A shifting truth in the sun’s bright rays.”

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"The fifth was Stars, a guiding light,A ring of wisdom in endless night.Its golden glow led the lost astray,A map of hope in the heavens’ sway.”

"The sixth was Sun, where joy took form,A ring of music, of warmth reborn.It hummed with life in a radiant tune,The melody bright beneath the noon.”

"The seventh was Moon, so calm, so grand,A ring of hunters who roamed the land.It blessed the night with its silver gleam,A guardian’s shield for the quiet dream.”

"The eighth was Earth, where the mountains rise,A ring of forges and bastion skies.It shaped the peaks, the unyielding stone,A fortress eternal, a strength unknown.”

"The ninth was Mineral, a jewel concealed,A ring of diamonds, its might revealed.It guarded the treasures buried deep,A steadfast protector where riches sleep.”

"The tenth was Wind, with its boundless grace,A ring of freedom, of airy embrace.It whispered its song through valleys wide,A restless force no chains could bind.”

"The eleventh was Flame, a gentle fire,A ring of cleansing, of soul’s desire.It burned with purity, soft and bright,A warmth that soothed in the coldest night.”

"The twelfth was Soul, where spirits unite,A ring of healing, of guiding light.It mended the broken, the weary, the weak,A soothing balm that all hearts seek.”

"The thirteenth was Life, where beauty grew,A ring of blossoms kissed by dew.It cradled the seeds of earth’s rebirth,A garden eternal, a hymn to worth.”

"Thus sang the folk in their ancient lore,Of Uranus’ love and his solemn war.Thirteen rings to guard the land,A legacy forged by the Sky Father’s hand."