Excerpt from the Songbooks of Old: Fire Under Mountain
When the Corner comes,
When the Sky sears,
When the Heart is broken,
When the Moon draws near,
The Voice of the King shall dwell in Fire,
And the Land of the King will dwell in Ash -
With the Hand of the King on the Shoulder of God,
The Spear of the King gives its final Slash
When the Sky sears,
When the Heart is broken,
When the Moon draws near,
The Fire shall come from its unseen Abyss,
And the Beasts will march from the blackened Land -
With the Mage-Lords steady in their high Haven,
The Isle falls in the cold Grasp of Sand
When the Heart is broken,
When the Moon draws near,
The Legend of Ancients shall stop at once,
And the Reign of Ancients will end at last -
With the Magic of Ancients losing its Ground,
The Rest of the Ancients scatter fast
And the Moon draws near.
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