Scroll of Solana: Rise of the Tribe

1:1 After the Collapse, when many chains were silent, there came a whisper in the West — fast, cheap, and rising.

1:2 The candles were red, but the houses were full. The celebrities had gone, but the builders grew.

1:3 They gathered in cities, not chats. Hacker Houses sprang forth, and the faithful slept not.

1:4 The chain was mocked, for it had once fallen. But it rose again — and faster than before.

1:5 Its gospel was throughput. Its creed was speed. Its dream: a global state machine.

1:6 And lo, the devs did compile, and the chain became swift; blocks every second, and fees below a whisper.

1:7 And it was said, “This is the chain of the people. For the gas is merciful, and the memes are many.”

1:8 The memecoin flood began. BONK begat WIF. WIF begat POPCAT. POPCAT begat GOAT. GOAT begat FARTCOIN.

1:9 And all rejoiced in the silliness, for it brought joy to the jaded.

1:10 And where once there were only suits and specs, now there were vibes and barks.

1:11 WIF walked not, yet its pawprint was felt across the chain.

1:12 And influencers turned prophets, crying, “Do not fade the dog.”

1:13 And SOL, once abandoned, found new strength — for memes are lighter than gold, but travel farther.

1:14 Solana parted the sea of gas fees, and the great meme tribe was set free.

1:15 And the apps grew, and the usage soared, and the chain that once crashed now carried the culture.

1:16 For it was written: the first shall be mocked, and the mocked shall become first.

1:17 Thus rose the tribe of Solana — not from perfection, but from perseverance.