Centuries

Eleven Lines connecting the corners of London

All crossing each other, lay lined with the life of the city

The strings of fate connecting the land with the people

Two millennia ago, it was given birth, and named Londinium

Romans built it from the ground and filled it with energy

Saxons came thereafter and held it for power, but it escaped their grasp

They came from the sea, through the rivers and surrounded the fortress

They hassled and broke the spirits of many men, the warriors of the sea had won

A new dawn, a new age, peace was found, a Great King, but Greed was born

The first millennia foresaw a cycle of death and life, war and peace, order and discord

Now the second millennia has come to fruition, will the cycle change or broken?