Toy Fight

They fight over the toys, never ending since time began, this last as measured by Man. So short a time, so arrogant still, this ownership of the toys. And determined by ancient manuscripts, writings both published and lost, obscure and contradicting, toy ownership is granted to each in turn. So fight they must over these contested toys.

No mere children when it comes to the spilling of blood, the taking of life, but in reasoning and thinking they are but babes in the woods. The Gods, the Gods they cry, have given mandate, providence unto our claims. So they say, both sides the same, the madness a saturated thing that has crawled throughout the players, this need, this drive to control the toys and win the game though it cost them, the price never too high.