FOURTH
GODSWORD
Lo, the skies darkened with heavy clouds and
’round the last sun, the great fell driven, riven, sundered
Lo, the ground shook with a mighty roar and within
the last mountains, the great fell driven, riven, sundered
Lo, the oceans boiled with black blood and under
the last seas, the great fell driven, riven, sundered
Lo, the fires went cold and died to ash and in the
glow of the last flames, the great fell driven, riven,
sundered
—Canticle of the Godsword, ann. 103