INTERLUDE: THE SILENT YEARS

It was a rare thing really to see a turbulent planet without worry.
The kingdom was united,
The troublemakers had been stopped.
The East no longer a factor,
Made the others feel at ease.
The King was most celebrated,
Many came from far and wide,
To pay their homage to their fearless leader,
Who had single-handedly restored this peace.

But alas, it would not be for long,
For you see, the East had not forgotten the wrong.
They had silently been rebuilding,
Making themselves stronger with each passing day.
Their renegades at the ready,
For the word from their leaders.
For they were ready to fight,
To defend what was right.

And so they snuck, like thieves in the night,
To their neighboring quadrants,
They paid several visits.
Each leaving a present
That would not be easily forgotten.

The panic began,
As quickly as it had been eased.
‘They are at it, again!’, they cried
‘Save us, oh great Ha’j !’, they bellowed.
‘The renegades are back and they bring with them great anger!’

And so it came to be
That the five silent years of peace,
Had just been a time for our rebel friends
To gather themselves for battle.

Ahi , my friend,
The real war has just begun…