Prologue

Once they all believed in Dragons,
When the world was fresh and young,
We were woven into the legends,
Tales were told and songs were sung,
We were treated with obeisance,
We were honored, we were feared,
Then one day they stopped believing--
On that day, we disappeared.
Now they say our time is over,
Now they say we've lived our last,
Now we're treated with derision,
Where once we ruled unsurpassed.
We must make them all remember,
In some way we must reveal,
That our spirit lives forever--
We are Vox Machina! We are real!