Whim
‘Neath Sun and ‘neath Stars, ‘neath Moon and her shards,
there is a wide, welcoming world, and her name is Whim.
She has frozen wastes and sun-scorched dunes. She has
empires and villages, rugged mountains and jagged canyons.
She has gods and warlords and priests and farmers. She has
mysteries and stories, and she has a future. She is our stage.