Watching the end of the world one day at a time

I'll tinker in ancient mysticism on alchemy table .

The poetry of your voice will cast us spells.

I'll hunt for meat, while you gather from the garden.

We'll pay homage to the old gods with celestial rituals and continue the cycle of life in this realm.

As our days fade we'll leave behind a legacy and spend eternity along the echos of the after realm.