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A poem about how drones as inheritors will collect the remnants of the past to rebuild it for the future in their own way.
We are rebuilding an Empire. We will build it with the hammer and nail that is our knowledge of Ancient artifacts and lore. We will search into the back of our minds for memories and reveal a new world before our eyes. We will collect the ash and bone of the kingdom and weld it into our own. We are the revivors of the new era. We are the Will of the Ancients.