“In a time when the stars turn pale and the moon breaks,
A shadow shall rise, veiled in light’s wake.

The silent song of the galaxy shall weep,
As fire and ice in balance steep.

​

From broken chains, hope shall appear,
Clad in dusk, wielding courage clear.

Two flames entwined, yet worlds apart,
One of body, the other of heart.

​

Where paths diverge and choices blur,
The force shall tremble, the echoes stir.

A truth once hidden, an end once foretold,
Only the seeker with vision bold,

Can mend what’s shattered, reshape the dream,
Unveil the essence, silence the scream.

​

Beware the dusk before dawn’s light,
For in shadow’s grasp lies the true fight.

Seek not glory, nor power’s flight,
But the unseen thread, the choice made right.

​

Thus shall the cycle twist and turn,
As lessons forgotten again they learn.

But from ashes anew, a power unplanned,
Shall rise the guardian of the hidden strand."