SONG OF COMING SPLENDOR
On the ancient peak where the dragon slumbered,
where the sky burned with the red flashes of a bygone era,
Kyrethron was born, woven of flame and life,
a realm forged by divided power.
The ancient crystals, never called shards,
fell to the world like shattered lights.
And each chose its ambiguous destiny,
marking the path of consecrated souls.
Zyrion walks with eyes that reveal all,
but veil mysteries that even time cannot fathom.
His shadow is destiny, his spirit a storm,
and he possesses a splendor that astounds the world.
Naerys, everlasting sword, daughter of a broken bloodline,
evokes the duality of fire and ice.
Her footsteps echo like an ancient oath
that binds the sorrow of earth and sky.
Velkran runs with a harrowing wind, forging paths no one has yet traversed.
While Loryan guards a trembling lightning bolt,
a latent secret that could destroy.
Quindarion, traveler of impossible paths,
opens portals where destiny does not touch.
And in his gaze dwells the indescribable:
the abyss between worlds that silence summons.
And night will come when the dragon awakens,
with a fist that burns like a captive sun.
An end will come that defies death,
and a beginning that will tear away the veil.
The twenty bearers will raise their fire,
and the twenty-first will shatter reality.
For what they call a "fragment" is but a plea,
the lost name of an ancient truth.
And when the heavens tremble and terror falls,
when the world witnesses the ultimate awakening…
Kyrethron will know that the dragon's flame
is not the end…
but the rebirth of the eternal kingdom.