Thread:Painsmyonlygain/@comment-34928186-20180520023725/@comment-34928186-20180524020917

"Apparently doing this will bring prosperity to both of our lands. I don't know what exactly we have to do but this is what my elder told me-" she smiled continuing in a deeper voice, "When the sun downs from the east the golden wheat shall fall and whither. Tears of sorrow from the clouds shall bathe the land in somber slumber. The land shall stay barren and cold meaning no luxuries low and behold. No food...no mirrors no beautiful objects to spoil yourselves with. Meaning no means of admiration or anything of any sorts. Just back breaking work even for the 'Chosen'." putting two fingers up like the Elder did swearing a promise, "On these words is what the Man said is true. Only the 'friendship' between two of the 'Chosen' can be controlled. Choose a small bull throw it into the mix with a prideful lion and that should fix it. If the two fail to do what is right prosperity will not lay the land overnight. Be wary be warned for if it doesn't happen the Man will kill them all."

(now ik how the heck they were convinced by this- it's rhymning- it's convincing- it's just plain fake BUT IT RHYMNES