Fan Fiction ❯ The Prophecy of Kael'run ❯ The Prophecy of Kael'run ( Prologue )
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Black wings,
Stained by the hatred of long forgotten things,
Shall once more shroud the earth in their darkness-
A bleak, haunting starkness.
An ancient face,
A forgotten race,
Will be born anew-
Hope for the few.
Dark eyes ever knowing-
Their power growing-
Look out and do not weep,
At the lives they so mercilessly reap.
To find the lance of old,
That time has covered up in the cold,
Hope must journey forth,
To lands stained rust, to the north.
To see with eyes unclouded,
To follow hate, always shrouded,
By the dark mist that consumes all,
Watching without care as kingdoms fall.
Awaiting at the land of death,
Where long-held grudges are eternally kept,
Lies the answers...
Dwells the lies...
Tears and blood shall win the war,
But at so costly a price, forever more;
And who will care when the candle's light wavers?
Only to be extinguished...no more of life can it savor...
~Prophecy of Kael'run
Last Oracle of Telmaharr