Aabahran

Prophecy of The Veil

Eschatology · by Academician Okuachi

I was enjoying the silence and reading a scroll

when a cold wind blew that chilled my soul I glanced toward the sky which was foggy and warm and watched the fog coalescing into a ghostly form the ghost spoke of great danger and heralded hate it shared warnings of creatures that pass through a gate then the fogs shifted and the ghost gave to me frightful visions of those who died mercilously The shrill call of wraithes and a banshees' cry came from the distance and and made me sigh The ghost coalesced and spoke once again warning that this fate awaited all men. with a sudden wind the skies became clear the spirits were gone leaving only the fear I knew not the ghost, but had read of the gate, so found truth in the words of mans dire fate. between life and death hangs a curtain like veil, beyond which the dead cry and banshees' do wail, Hear ye all Aabahran, these words meant to warn, all hope will be lost, when the veil becomes torn.

Written by, Okuachi, the wander mage