De Dea Magisterium

1	Upon our arrival, our wardens set us down upon a high plateau,
2	at foothills of a great lake, surrounded by imposing mountains.
3	A place you now call the Lake of Titicaca.
4	To our jailers, the thin cold air agreed with their character.
5	To our kind it was a cold and meagre hell.
6	Whereas once we had been a single species of fearesome warriors,
7	Now deformed by our masters genetic curses,
8	To all manner of shape and abomination.
9	Yet, in those first few moments, we held great hope
10	A new start, to wash away the evil of our past lives
11	But cruel and heartless were the grey wardens
12	Their size accounting for nothing.
13	Inside their mechanical suits they made us look like mere specks
14	With even a nudge of the claws of these monsterous machines
15	Our life our bones would be crushed
16	Of all the lands, they had chosen this one
17	For it was as if the whole plain was one great prison.

Book II - Exodus