" The time has come, The claws are passed. An old owl rests, A die’s been cast. It is a war for heart, Gizzard and mind. The weapons they wield, More deadly than mine. A blade draws blood, a fire burns. But with the flecks, a mind unlearns. A soul unhinges, And then a gizzard quakes and cringes. Senses dull, Reason scatters. The heart grows numb, An owl shatters. But these six owls are strong and bold, And their story has not yet been told. "