It has not been long since I have been recreated in the sacred grove... and much is on my mind. From my world, I can conjure up your world and I see that the responsibility I have tried to impart to those in power has fallen on deaf ears.
In my dreams Gaia cries, the Goddess Mourns, as creatures die in your world never to be seen again.
Who would have dreamed that privatization of the planet could be real. Who can own the sky, or the good earth, or the mountains or the water that Gaia has gifted you?
Man's inhumanity to man has not changed! Man has not learn his lessons from the past. And in my waking dreams, I have seen the terrible wars, poverty, heartlessness and cruelity!
Is this the world my beloved has been reborn into?
How shall she influence the affairs of men, as she must in her role as the Goddess's appointed disciple?
Is it too late to save your world?
Can the Goddess forgive you in time? 
The Apocalpyse is near.
I feel it in every breath. Yet the Goddess Prophecies must be fulfilled.
Those of good heart, listen to me...give back while you can.
Heed my words. For you it may not be too late.
Believe in the magic of your immortal souls, for only this may save you.
Lailoken, The Messenger of the Gods
The Goddess Prophecies: Book One: The Last Princess and the Cup of Immortality
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