Coming Out Of Seclusion After A Hundred Thousand Years

Emerging from solitude after a hundred millennia, descendants plead for my return. A century of seclusion ends as future generations seek my guidance. After ten thousand years in isolation, my lineage calls me back. A hundred thousand years of reclusion fade as heirs request my presence. Hidden for ages, my progeny now begs for my reappearance. A millennium of withdrawal concludes with descendants summoning me. After countless years in retreat, my bloodline urges my emergence. Ten centuries of solitude pass before my kin seek my aid. Long-hidden, my offspring now beseech my return to the world. A hundred thousand winters in seclusion end with heirs requesting my revival.