...and the coldest of fire shall meet with the warmth and become the Holiest of White...
...await the time of need and call upon the forgotten power; black to white, day to night.
Ancient and old, yet forever young, alone She has the power to undo what has been done.
...and the stone shall move in the sparkle of light; the bright essence shall bring the statue to life.
What once was known is now forgotten. The time is near for the Seven to awaken and bring forth the lost...
We extinguish the Light
We render its Death
Light is Dead