And it shall come to pass that what men made shall be shattered, and the Shadow shall lie across the Pattern of the Age, and the Dark One shall once more lay his hand upon the world of man. Women shall weep and Men quail as the nations of the Earth are rent like rotting cloth. Neither shall anything stand nor abide....
Yet one shall be born to face the Shadow, born once more as he was born befor e and shall be born again time without end. The Dragon shall be Reborn, and there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth at his rebirth. In sackcloth and ashes shall be clothe the people, and he shall break the world again by his coming, tearing apart all ties that bind. Like the unfettered dawn shall be blind us and burn us, yet shall the Dragon Reborn confront the Shadow at the Last Battle, and his blood shall give us the Light. Let tears flow, O ye people of the world. Weep for your Salvation.
And the Shadow fell upon the Land, and the World was riven stone from stone. The Oceans fled, and the Mountains were swallowed up, and the nations were scattered to the eight corners of the world. The moon was as blood, and the sun was as ashes. The seas boiled, and the living envied the dead. All was shattered, and all but memory lost, and one memory above all others, of him who brought the Shadow and the Breaking the World. And him they named Dragon.
And his paths shall be many, and who shall know his name, for he shall be born amoung us many times, in many guises, as he has been and ever will be,time without end. His coming shall be like the sharp edge of the plow, turning our lives like in furrows from out of the places where we lie in our silence. The breaker of bonds; the forger of chains. The maker of futures; the unshaper of destiny.
And it was written that no hand but his should wield the Sword held in the Stone, but he did draw it out, like fire in his hand, and his glory did subrn the world. Thus did it begin. Thus do we sing his Rebirth. Thus do we sing the beginning.
The Shadow shall rise across the world, and darken every land, even to the smallest corner, and there shall be neither Light nor Saftey. And he who shall be born of the Dawn, born of a Maiden, according to Prophecy, he shall stretch forth his hands to catch the Shadow, and the world shall scream in the pain of salvation. All Glory be to the Creator, and to the Light, and to he who shall be born again. May the Light save us from him.
-from "Commentaries on the Karathon Cycle"
Seriene dar Shamelle Motara. Counsel-Sister To
Comalle, High Queen of Jaramide (circa 325 AB
The Third Age.
And when the blood was sprinkled on the ground where nothing could grow, the Children of the Dragon did spring up, the People of the Dragon, armed to dance with death. And he did call them forth from the wasted lands, and they did shake the world with battle.
-from "The Wheel of Time" by Sualmein se
Bhagad Chief Historian at the Court of the
Sun, the Fourth Age.
Till shade is gone
Till water is gone
Into the blight
with teeth bared;
Screaming defiance,
with the last breath
To spit in Sightblinder's eye
On the last day.
-An Oath among the Aiel.
Twice and twice shall he be marked
Twice to live and twice to die.
Once the Heron to set his path,
Twice the Heron to name him true.
Once the Dragon for Remembrane lost,
Twice the Dragon for the price he must pay.
In the last 'lorn fight
'gainst the fall of long night,
The mountains shall stand gaurd
And the dead shall be ward
For the grave is no bar to my call
Three rings for the elven kings,
under the sky.
Five for the dwarf lords
in their halls of stone.
Nine for mortal men
doomed to die.
One for the darklord
on his dark throne.
In the land of Mordor,
where the Shadows lie.
One ring to rule them all,
One ring to find them,
One ring to bring them all,
And in the darkness bind them.
In the land of Mordor;
where the Shadows lie.