It was true about the time measurement as well. The Tezumen had realized long ago that everything was steadily getting worse and, having a terrible little-mindedness, had developed a complex system to keep track of how much worse each succeeding day was.
Sic transit gloria mundi...note
Thus passes the glory of the world...
— A Canticle for Leibowitz
Far-called, our navies melt away;
On dune and headland sinks the fire:
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
— Rudyard Kipling, Recessional.
In ancient days, when mystical shit was BIG and IN YOUR FACE, somebody FUCKED UP and BROKE EVERYTHING and now THINGS SUCK.
— Bailywolf, rpg.net
In ancient times, men built wonders, laid claim to the stars and sought to better themselves for the good of all. But we are much wiser now.
"The old Gods are fading out
The old Gods are no longer true
I will burst the chains
I will break you loose
The time has come to crush the old world! To crush the old values!
The time has come for the old Gods to call in the horns for the final battle!"
Doctor: Your race is dead! You all burned, ALL of you! Ten million ships on fire - the entire Dalek race, WIPED OUT in one second!
Dalek: YOU LIE!
Doctor: I watched it happen. I MADE it happen!
Dalek: You destroyed us?!
Doctor:...I had no choice.
Dalek: And what of the Time Lords?
Doctor: Dead. They burned with you. The end of the Last Great Time War. Everyone lost.
— Doctor Who, "Dalek"
"All of our best and oldest legends recognize that time passes and that people grow old and die. The legend of Robin Hood would not be complete without the final blind arrow shot to determine the site of his grave. The Norse Legends would lose much of their power were it not for the knowledge of an eventual Ragnarok, as would the story of Davy Crockett without the existence of an Alamo."
Skeletons of rust reach for the sky,
Ruined empires of days gone by.
Dreams of lives, buried in the sand -
The End of Days will have been long-planned!
Gods watch from above and wonder what went wrong
The entropy of what once was strong
The survivors of man stay up late to pray
That the world will again be theirs one day...
— Abney Park, The End of Days