Vision of Lady Delailith

An age shall come unto the lands,

Of heartbreak, bloodshed, and quickening sands.

The earth loosed by divine embrace,

Crumbles and tumbles, while oceans give chase.

When magic seems lost, and distance grows great,

All the children of Norrath shall share the same fate.

An army of old shall rise up once more,

To blacken the land with the cold touch of war.

The Maiden of Shadows alone in the night,

Shunned by the gods of both darkness and light.

She trembles then bursts, at the touch of their hand,

Raining down fire and scorching the land

Let this vision of mine though shared by none,

Save the poisened fruit of Vesshan’s womb,

Be kept close at hand and near to heart,

So that all is not lost when the world falls apart.