The Elusive Man
In this hour of victory, we taste only defeat... I ask why We are forerunners, Gaurdians of all that exists. The roots of the galaxy have grown deep under our carefull tending And were there is life, the wisdom of our countless generations has saturated the soils. Our strength is a illumaniss sun to of which all intelligence blossoms. Beneath which it has prospard.
I stand before you, accused of thee sin. For assuring Forerunner ascendancy. For trying to save us from a fate of which we are forced to.
Humans stand as the greatest threat in the galaxy. Choosing not to eradicate them is a Fool Standard. They truimph over our accomlishments, seeking our knowledge for their own. While we squander like aeons in the darkness.
The Mantle of responsibility belongs to forerunners Alone. Think of my acts as you will, but do not doubt the reality.
The Reclamation has already Begun!!!
And we are all Hopeless to Stop It!!!