And thus the heaven opened
Its wizened eyes
Amidst the bellows
Of a thousand nymphs

As Galdaute manifested
Himself within the curtain
Of a billion stars
In threads of darkness
And engulfed the city
In heatless flames
That flowed like a river
Through every living being
And took their breath
With him

For he was the descendant
Of Adalien, who himself
Was born between
The First and Second Age
The Age of Fire and Water
Forged within the clash
Of the two wearied tides
Tides of magma and water

Adalien lead the Golden Age
Of Vaharath
The Age of Terra
Or
Agarahth
Through eons of fruitful prosperity
Borne as gifts from the Earth
Until the birth of
Kahthurn
Who covered the Earth
With veils of wondrous
Yet unreachable stars
And lead an Empire
Of Eternal Night

The Sun won’t rise again
For another epoch
Until the birth
Of
Galdaute

Whom
As he swallowed
The Remaining
World of Kahthurn
Brought back all life
That which is good
And begun
The Final Age of Varahth
The Age of Balance
Of both night and light
Of Sunrise and Sunset
Of Fire, Water, Earth, the stars
And the Sun
The Age of Life
Vitah