Sun of Ending - Fellwarden

Beneath the sanguine glare of a sky on fire

The sun sets on this land for one final time

One last dawn, one last sunset, one last twilit halo

As we stand to embrace the everlasting night

Wolves howl, first one and then another

A pack gathering in the descending shroud of twilight

We open our eyes and look to the stars

And the silvery shard of the moon

The last flames of sol drench a blackening horizon

The shadows stretch, reaching and distended

Clawing a landscape that begins to shiver

Within the enfolding embrace of eternal dusk

The final flare of the death of day

Burns a soul already scoured with sorrow

Beaten and broken, I sink to weary knees

As the dwellers in shadow circle

And so huddled in torchlight, we steel our resolve

A union born of fear that gathers strength

With the passing of each moon and the forging of will

We sing our songs of defiance

Our voices ring as one

Against the onyx shield of the sky

Our torches burn as sol reborn

Burning as spirits that remain forever undimmed