Literature
Run the Sands
The sun blazes above, the wind will burn,
We run the sands, the world will turn.
The Moons shine, giving us light,
We run the sands, through the night.
Scorpions will sting, dust will choke,
We run the sands, we have no yoke.
Worms shall hunt, erdlu shall flee,
We are elves! We are free!