Visual art by Sinereous

The rumors were spread,
As things began to unravel,
"Why did Judgment move?
Where does Judgment travel?"

"What was it judging?
What is it that Judgment sees?"
The children would ask,
Hiding and watching among trees.

With a designation like Judgment,
It's easy to see why they're confused.
"It's not something moral or divine,"
The caretaking adults mused.

"In a world consumed by chaos,
It seems to crave order."
"It just removes the Ragers,
As if purging a disorder."

Somehow, all of Judgment's stories are coming out as poetry lately.