You fools.
Striding forwards,
Through ash?
Nothing new to us.
Watching it gather on our skin.
Rain,
From the skies.
Hazes across us.
Watching humans scurry.
Battle with nature herself,
The Brutal Calculus:
Form of Physics.
My kind,
Outcasts from the deep woods.
We survive everything.
Bellowing afar.
Bellowing Afar.
