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(fOUTM)
These are the last days
Phoenix left me then
And the Dark Ones
full - But its heat I could feel
and the Phoenix showed me
Phoenix took me
Carried me in his claws
the fifth Sign - I saw other
High above the world so
that I could see beyond tomorrow
The Apocalypse - the final
plumes rising like death-spear
s
And I looked
I beheld the future
towards the beautiful sky
I saw the decimation of our kin
Hunted beyond hunting - death
the Children of the Wyrm
days of the world
piercing it - Letting Father Sun
beyond death to the last one
There were no more children or
burn and parch Gaia - The air
grandchildr
en or fathers or
mothers - This was the
The Moon was swallowed
grew hot - Even in the darkness
first Sign Phoenix gave to me
that the Children of the Weaver
of Winter it was warm
the Humans - would give to
us the Garou
Now I cannot dream
crawled from their caves and
by the Sun
The plants withered in the sun
And I looked - And I beheld
the future - I saw
A cry of pain and disease arose
The Children of the Weaver
birthing - A great tide of
and it burned in his belly
from the dying forests
humans rising - I saw
more and more until Gaia groaned
as one the relations
at having to carry them all
Their houses overrunning
walked the streets in daylight
Unholy fires fell to the ground
cried tears of mourning
hands clawing at the parched
earth - trying to feed from Her
Then as though a veil were torn
This was the second Sign of the
last days the Phoenix showed me
burning us all twisting us
the sixth Sign
that the Humans would do
I looked again
showed itself to me
I beheld the third Sign
So many - So many children
May Gaia have mercy on us
I can only remember the signs
I turned my head from the sight
The Wyrm had made itself
In these last days Gaia shakes
So many Humans - And they fell
against each other one to one
in rage - Fire boils from the
and the Wyrm brought forth
corruption and gave each a
manifest in the towers and the
depths - Ash shrouds the sky
measure - And the strange fire I
saw - out of control - The great
The Wyrm skulks in the shadows
plume rising over the wilderness
spreading death where ever it
Phoenix told me
rivers and the air and the Land
and rears to strike
shone in the dark and cold land
And I heard the agony
The old ones are gone
of the Seas as She keened
for some drunken fool had poured
and everywhere its children ran
the Guardians of the pathways
a lake of black death
out upon Her
and the Crossroads are finished
I turned my head away in disgust
but I could not help
Each one in perfect detail
This is as it shall be
rampant devouring destroying
In these final days Each Pack
but look again
And I beheld the fourth Sign
will have unto itself a Quest
The Wyrm grew powerful - its
wings fanned the breezes of
calling down curses
A Sacred Journey it must perform
decay - It spread its diseases
and they were horrible- the Herd
Such is the will of Gaia
became afflicted with diseases
of the head and the blood
but not as it should
of every kind
And I saw the sky turn black
Children were born twisted
Animals fell sick
and the moon was as blood
and no one could cure them
In these final days even
And the Herd ran in fear
And the seventh Sign I glimpsed
the Warriors of Gaia could not
escape the palsied talons of
though I could not look on it in
the sickness- bringing deathbird
A tear in my eye I looked again
