Cycle Of The Dying Sun (Dawn Of Ashen Realms)
Through hollow winds the voices weave A song of fate, of wounds deceived Etched in bone, in brittle stone A path once set, now walked alone Three hands trace the dying thread One to carve, one to shred No silver tongue, no broken plea Shall twist the tide or bend the sea Wyrd unwoven, runes in dust No god shall mend, no time shall trust Wyrd unwoven, runes in dust Fate entrust What once was spoken, cast in clay Shall nеver turn another way A thread oncе torn, yet never severed Its echoes weave, yet bind forever The loom stands still, the echoes cease A fate unbound, yet not released Through ancient halls, through frozen time The whispers shift, the strands align One last mark, the carving fades A soul undone in shadow's braids The wheel still turns, the thread still falls Yet silence hums within its halls Wyrd unwoven, runes in dust No god shall mend, no time shall trust Wyrd unwoven, runes in dust Fate entrust Shadows wane as whispers rise Bound by night, unchained by fate Wyrd unwoven, runes in dust Wyrd unwoven, runes in dust Fate entrust
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 08, 2026
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