"You know, ... I used to hate them all so much. The dwarves who ousted me, the god who rejected me. Now I look

"You know, ... I used to hate them all so much. The dwarves who ousted me, the god who rejected me. Now I look upon this, and I barely remember that hatred. How pathetic they are, with their pride and their stubbornness. Building their toys to die among them... Powerless to unmake the things they've made. I'd laugh, but in fact it makes me want to cry."