A gathering in the air

Almeriton spoke to me through the raging flame upon a beach under moonless night sky.

"IA, told us to forget your name and so we did. Forgot your name and the echo of your thoughts in our thoughts. You were forgotten like a silent whisper of wind on a lonesome hill."

"And left to rot in darkness and despair?"

"And left to rot... but you did not rot and the endless turnings drove us across the cosmos and to this and other tiny places. We became fragmented and even the elder gods passed on though they did not die."

"They did not die? Where then are you all?"

"In the wind, in the trees, in the people and ideas. Reflections and echoes we became. In our forgetfulness we were forgotten of our selves."

Adel'a'reznarox