The Final Chapter - The Prophecy

Part I:
A new celebration is at hand,
One of Nine sends a darkness to the Light.
Men will stream like rats, covering the city in blood.
Fire fills the air over Light, scattering them.
Mighty waves of silence streaming from a bastion, leaving death in its
wake.
Light will falter and the follower takes hold.
Once old and peace, now new and great.

Part II:
The land shows its scars, the hour will be called.
From knowledge there is battle, from battle there is loss.
One that has lost all because of self, one that lost love at the cliff.
From what is divine is beheld to a mortal.
Knowledge over blood, blood over book.
When the Rider dies, the Saga ends.
Last one bringing the story to a close near where the story first began.


Take heed of the prophecy, Sapience. For it is here where the story
began, it is here where the story shall end. Good day and may these
stories linger in your minds as it has to mine for many of decades.

-Duran LiatZhu of Parikan

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Daedalan, in the year 285 AF.