and then the storms, of change, they found, the flames, Scattering ASHES TO THE WINNND
EVERY SOUL CONTAINS A WHISPER OF LIGHT
GLOWING FAINTLY AS IT CALLS TO UNITE
FROM ThE DISTANCE SINGS A CHORUS OF SOULS
RISING SLOWLY STIRRING HEAT FROM THE COALS
COLORS WEAVE INTO A SPIRE AFLAME
DISTANT SPARKS CALL TO A PAST STILL UNNAMED
BEAR THIS TORCH AGAINST THE COLD OF THE NIGHT
LIGHT WILL GUIDE YOU ON YOUR WAY TO THE ULTIMATE FIGHTTTT