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#4.
Unknown where the Cursed Wave was born...
After the stars doth cross the heavens...
The
sky in the East doth darken.
And air doth fills with mourning.
From the chosen land beyond the forest,
A sign of
the Wave comes.
Riding the Wave is: Skeith, the Shadow of Death,
to drown all that stands.
Mirage of Deceit, Innis,
Betray
all with the flawed image,
and did aid the Wave.
And by the Power of Magus,
a drop from the Wave doth reach the heavens,
and
creates a new Wave.
With the Wave, Fidchell,
the power to tell the dark future,
hope darkens, sadness and despair
rule.
Gorre schemes when swallowed by the Cursed Wave.
Macha seduces with the sweet trap.
Wave reaches the Pinnacle,
and escape none can.
Tarvos still remains with more cruelty to punish and destroy.
And with the turbulent destruction
after the Wave.
Only a void remains.
From deep within the void arrives Corbenik.
Yet to return, the shadowed
one.
Who quests for the Twilight Dragon
Rumbles the Dark Hearth,
And Helba, Queen of the Dark, has raised finally
her army.
Apeiron, King of Light, beckons... At the base of the rainbow they meet.
Against the abominable "Wave," together
they fight.
Alba's lake boils.
Light's great tree doth fall.
Power - all now to droplets turned in the temple of
Arche Koeln.
Returns to nothing, this world of shadowless ones.
Never to return, the shadowless one.
Who quests for
the Twilight Dragon.
The wife buffeted by "waves" turns her back on the field.
The daughter that waited for the
shadows repeated,
"For sure... For sure I can go home."
But the girl did not know...
The truth that waited at the
end of the journey
The eternal mourning of her land.
In the place of the calamitous, only life was known.
After
the circling stars
When the eastern dark void, the air full of despair
In the depths of the divided forest, in the land
of Karma,
Riding fast on the path is Skeith
Bearing death's shadow, it eliminates all that seek to thwart it.
The
Confusing Mirage, Innis
Decieves those that see it with illusions, rescues the waves
The wave soaring high, when
its head is smashed,
A new wave will emerge
To become Magus's power.
When questioning the wave,
Hope's light will
be lost when he speaks of the dark future of where sorrow and resignation reign.
Using Fidchells Technique
When englufed by the Waves of Calamity, Gorre will plan
The sweet snare of conciliation
is Macha
The Waves, an exceeding maelstrom
Nothing can escape
When you think you have escaped, Talvos exists
To
destroy those with his exceeding cruelty
Upon violent requital, only to remain is the void, the vacant darkness
is the
harbringer that Corbenik is to appear.
Epitaph of the Twilight
Emma Wieland
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