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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Larry Fitz" data-source="post: 818417" data-attributes="member: 3949">Emerald looks out from atop the small hill at the man made scar of the city. The companions she has cultivated are perfect. The time is right,. So begins the scourging of this blight. It may take years, but nature is patient. It may cost lives, but nature is merciless. It may require sacrifice, but nature, above all else, nature is worthy. Emerald will start with helping her friends sow a little chaos here, a little chaos there. The city is the very embodiment of order, so a little chaos, even a lot of chaos, is justified. She will bring famine. Crops are man's attempt to tame nature. Nature should not be tame. Livestock is man's attempt to control the wild. The wild will not be controlled. She will bring pestilence. Let her small friends the vermin hold sway for a time, let them teach the people what a kindness death can be.Emerald looks out and she smiles, she can see in her mind's eye how this place once looked, and will look again. The bodies of the starving and diseased usurpers will fall to the ground and nourish the land. Their buildings will crumble and be worn away, or torn down and scattered. Death is not feared by nature, death is part of life's cycle, it is nature's ally and lover, a lover whose cold embrace will carry the city and its people beyond their destructive and unnatural ways. Death yearns for these people, and death comes for them now, and for them, death will have a new name, death will be ...  Emerald. </blockquote>

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