THE WALL LAMENTS

From Ullem Bay to the shores of dawn, our song unravels, erodes stone and mortar. Once we shielded against great evil. We stood strong as the bulwark of the Ages.

But we were breached. Our song weeps in a clash of notes out of time. Lost is the harmony, erratic is the rhythm.

No one hears us. No one helps us. No one heals us.

Betrayed.

Yes! You must hate him.

Betrayed and dying.

Cracking and bleeding.

From Ullem Bay to the shores of dawn, our shield shall fail and great evil will shadow the world.

No!

We are broken.

Unweaving.

Dying.