This is to you who I've known so well
Standing so tall that pride does swell
But who are you now after you fell
Are you the same? Old turtle new shell

Treading head above water, oaths sunken to the sea
Your new lord commands and you eagerly go down
Drowning silver and steel and the promise to be free
To kneel chest-deep beneath his saltwater crown

I would see you stand before you kneel
I wish you to shine like pillars of steel
Good or ill the decisions made used to be yours
Now you row His ship trading in Agency for oars.

There will come a time when your voyage brings you back to land,
I hope to be there upon the shore to meet you again as friend

But until that time comes to pass,
I oppose your subjugation until my last.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Chronos, in the year 979 AF.