Child of Spiral

Gee, please forgive me for my lack of manners. I simply can't stop my work at hand.
With the sky and the blazing sun as our measure, we once forged steel birds to fly.
In the years before the Helix Workshop burned down, Saku basked in eternal spring.
Our creations could rival those made by the cities of the Sky Priest.
Even the Nodists came from afar to study the theories we derived.
But later the destruction came, and Amphoreus grew dimmer by the day.
Yet, the offspring of the Helix Workshop still walk the earth, burdened with heavy backpacks,
Traveling through the crumbling city-states to fix broken machines.
They are dedicated to reviving the lost technologies, knowledge, and ideals.
This world was once blessed by the light of our god.
So we shall bring back to them the light of reason and intelligence that once illuminated every corner of it.