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Those who see embers walk in flame,
Bearing a power none dare name.
Through ashen woods and iron frost,
They brand the path with fire lost.
Scorned by the wind, they rise from ash—
Kings, fiends, and heirs of ruin’s clash.
The seer’s wrath, long sealed in stone,
Now rends the dark to claim its throne.
They wheel like death in phoenix flight,
Their wings blot out the vault of night.
With every cry, the stars unspool—
Their gaze burns past both god and rule.
Bearing a power none dare name.
Through ashen woods and iron frost,
They brand the path with fire lost.
Scorned by the wind, they rise from ash—
Kings, fiends, and heirs of ruin’s clash.
The seer’s wrath, long sealed in stone,
Now rends the dark to claim its throne.
They wheel like death in phoenix flight,
Their wings blot out the vault of night.
With every cry, the stars unspool—
Their gaze burns past both god and rule.
A mythic, apocalyptic poem that explores the journey of prophetic figures who wield elemental power and defy cosmic order. Blending imagery of fire, ruin, and rebirth, the poem evokes a sense of ancient wrath and transcendence, as those who “see embers” rise to reclaim a forgotten dominion beyond gods and kings.
