Penguins of Antarctica!
I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the trace of me.
A day may come when the wheels of Mice fail, when we forsake our boutons and break all bonds of seed, but it is not this day.
An hour of mergers and shattered overview when the Age of Penguins comes crashing down, but it is not this day!
This day we trace!
By all that you hold dear on this eyewire, I bid you stand, Penguins of Antarctica!