This was the legend that lead up to the sundering. This prophecy has been fulfilled.
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As darkness finds stead,
A star will arise,
With two on the drey,
And one in the skies.
Born bright as the star,
But cursed by the same,
Tragedy follows through wild and tame.
The silver-chain shines
On pelt nearly-white,
Forged by the youngling, the stray, and the night.
The weight of the drey
Held fast by the chain
Defended by tears
Of loss and great pain.
But through blood and tears,
A hero is born
To reconquer the drey
Tainted by storm:
Falling of the heart,
Leading it astray,
Tearing it asunder:
Releasing the drey.
As silver-chain shatters,
All aerkind will call,
"The dark one has come to conquer us all."
Not darkness, but light
From silver-chain's glow:
Drey from the ashes,
Dark howlsong below.
The dreystar glows red
Through broken chain's cry,
Snuff dark from the drey,
Blaze light in the sky.
Dashed land will be cleansed
Of darkness-unknown
Yet by dark's own paws,
Relieved of its throne.
By vagabond's song,
Old soul's gentle kiss,
Silver-chain mended
Through blood in the mist.
World once asundered,
Will shine with new light,
As dreystar returns
To glow in the night.
Through silver-chain's god,
The new sight begins.
Hear rings of sweet dreysong,
"The light from within."