Han Mi:
Once upon a time there was a little fairy. She was frantically fleeing the smoking ruins of her decimated home, the city of Avalon which had been utterly destroyed by the Cascadian military. The only survivor, she was pursued by an elite unit of highly trained soldiers bent on her extermination

Fairy:
The men always come
With fire and guns
And anger and spite blazing out of,their eyes like a mad deadly sun
And In their wake they leave ruin and flames and songs written in blood
They leave in their wake flames and ruin and rage and songs made of blood

My sisters so sweet
They fell at my feet
Im all that is left, its just me out of breath and still the men come

My sisters and i we would laugh and we’d fly plotting mischief and secrets and jests
Games and pretend, giggling girls summer friends, afternoons we thought never would end
Our Songs and our rhymes we were children and i never dreamed theres a day theyd not be
Beside me but yet now they’re all back there dead, and the men are now coming for me

The men here they come
With death and their guns
And now in their path they leave bodies and wrath and this last deadly hunt

I flee and i run
But still the men come
And when they arrive with their fire then my race’s race will be run
My city i saw, oh my sweet Avalon, there it burned in infernos of flame
They swept in there then, the great bombs of the men, and all that i loved was ablaze
My people are dead i am all that is left i have seen now the fires of hell
And burned in my eyes here before i will die is the sight when my dear city fell

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The men always come
With fire and guns
And anger and spite blazing out of their eyes like a mad, deadly sun

There's nowhere to run
I'm lost and i'm done
But soon ends my grief, that's the mercy for me from the men who now come