The Scrolls of Aradil

O thou, new-born, delaying long,
Delayest the sorrow in men and shadow blood alike,
That longs to burst a frozen bud
And flood a fresher throat with your scythe

In front of a mirror will be born the infant twin
from the ancient line, childe fae not born fae.
so destined is the messiah to Eredane
they will say the living twin deserves the day.

Through a slit in the Sarcoson belly
The childe born with fang:
Called by a barbaric name from the dead twin.
The forebears come forth from the depths of hell.

The Enemy is troubled by this Queen's gambit.
The Scrollbearers will fear for their lives.
The darker brethren will doubly disguise his action,
His and her kin face the traitor in anger, and fear.

Sorrow and revolution caused by the scythe bearer
making a change not seen in centuries.
The mobile sign thus moves into the messiah house:
Equal in favor to both sides.

When the great wooden columns tremble
in the western wind, covered with blood.
Such a great assembly then pours forth
that Sharuun and the Westlands will tremble.

When the great Queen sees herself conquered,
she will show an excess of masculine courage.
Naked, on horseback, she will pass over the river
pursued by the sword: her faith outraged.

A founder of sects, much trouble for the accuser:
A beast in the theater prepares the scene and plot.
The author ennobled by acts of older times;
the world is confused by schismatic sects.

Beasts ferocious from hunger will swim across rivers:
The greater region will be lead by the Ardoome,
The great one causing it dragged in an iron cage,
The Kasmaelian childe will observe its own tide.

Earthshaking fire from the center of the Eredane
will cause tremors around the High City.
Two great rocks will war for a long time,
then Pelluria will redden a new river.

In the land with a climate opposite to Sharuun
there will be great shedding of blood.
The heavens unjust on land, sea and in the air.
Sects, famine, kingdoms, plagues, confusion.

At night they will think they have seen the sun,
when they see the half pig man:
Noise, screams, battles seen fought in the skies.
The brute beasts will be heard to speak.

A coffin is put into the vault of iron,
where seven children of the kings of night are held.
Sharuun, Caradul and ruler of Highwall will form.
lamenting to see thus dead the fruit of their line.

From the Aruun will come that Sussan heart
trouble Slyvan and the heirs of the men of stone.
Hunting scrollbearers, with fleet of Pellurian
the temples of the Erethor and the holds of Kaladrun shall run or run red.

The motion of senses, heart, feet and hands
will be in agreement between Caradul and Calador.
Swords fire, floods, the Pellurian shore drowned,
killed or dead because of a weak heart.

The treacherous one, who is offered rule,
quickly raised from low to high estate.
He will suddenly turn disloyal and volatile.
This man will govern the horde white or night.

The rock of the world holds in its depths white
which will come out milk-white from a cleft
Needlessly troubled people will not dare touch it,
unaware that the foundation is of clay not steel.

A thing existing without any senses
will cause its own end to happen through artifice.
At the underworld hearts of the Icewall
there will be great damage from hail and ice.

Beneath the rock, struck in stone, lit in lightning,
the treasure of treasures is hidden not far.
The lost things discovered, hidden for many centuries.
when found, one struck blind, eye pierced by beast.

The great rock, dwarfholds and underdark,
after peace, war, famine, blood.
It will spread far, drowning great countries,
even antiquities and their mighty foundations.

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Midnight: the SCROLL BARERS