Lament of the Storm
(At the shores of The Dividing Sea, a new man contemplates once more the silent waves, only finding a struggle into his own conscience)
"Not so long ago, I went here to bury my sorrow into these wet rocky sands, I thought... that my blade could forge stability to this land, and now..."
"There's something different in these waves, the clouds are also darkener than before, is The Storm finally coming? How long has it been? Five weeks? Six...?"
"No... just four... so it is time then, I can feel it, something doesn't seem right..."
(At the shores of The Dividing Sea, a new man contemplates once more the silent waves, only finding a struggle into his own conscience)
"Not so long ago, I went here to bury my sorrow into these wet rocky sands, I thought... that my blade could forge stability to this land, and now..."
"There's something different in these waves, the clouds are also darkener than before, is The Storm finally coming? How long has it been? Five weeks? Six...?"
"No... just four... so it is time then, I can feel it, something doesn't seem right..."