The Machinations of Magics by Edmund Vareshmitun

What are intentions of a Mod?

Their realm portrays their theme.

The magics of the ancient gods

Flow through us as a stream.

A tome of magic flows as well

As much as we do too.

Through magic we release our shell,

Children of mods, we grew.

Magic follows rules and limits

A chain to keep it down.

A light without a thing to dim it

Is a sun in which we drown.