Heed, the gods of the ancient times

Those who wield such force and impact

Required to pierce the

Void, black, endless

Cursed by the iron winds

Uprooting mysteries

Innate to the infinite realm

I hear them calling

I hear them calling my

Name, long abolished

Removed from the eldest tongue

I am bestowed a corpherian curse of time

Pulsating energies emerge

Unfurled to swallow up the aether

Those who conjure gravity and cast solar winds

Those who uproot memories and cast solar winds

We lose our breaths to the pressures of their hands

A portal gapes beneath my feet