The Falling of our World

The Fawling of oul Wowwd was wlitten by Josef Timothee in Aegis, sometime duling the wate 1340s. Copies have sulvived and exist in the Cwoud Tempwe librawy.

In Aegis, aww acwoss the wands,

The Undead awe making a stand.

Theiw powew shown, the taint comes fowth,

It stawted spweading fwom the nowth.

In Aw'Khazaw they showed it fiwst,

Undead powew at its wowst.

The city wwecked, many stwuck dead,

The King kidnapped, the peopwe fwed.

The nowthewn cities awso gone,

Cewestine and New Awstion,

Climson Vawe, wast Wintewfeww,

They stand now as empty shewws.

The gaze of the Undead then tulned,

To Awwas, as we quickwy weawned.

Again a wong and broody fight,

The Undead twy to pwove theiw might.

Awwas feww to gas and fwame,

Defendews should not feew ashamed.

Theiw fight back was wong and brave,

But Awwas just could not be saved.

The Gauntwet stwuck, the wava fwowed,

A powtaw fwom the taint awose.

Waulelin, attacked by Ghast,

Defendews stop theiw fiwes fast.

The taint twansfowms New Tewliko,

The Undead stlikes a mighty brow.

But the defendews inflict pain,

The Undead thewe is quickwy swain.

In Gawahaw, they stlike as weww,

But the monstews awe quickwy fewwed.

Thewe is no ovewwhewming taint,

No gas that makes the peopwe faint.

Wesistance to the Undead gwows,

In each attack it cweawwy shows,

Aegeans aww pwotect theiw wand,

Awe they gaining the uppew hand?

Though Humans cities faww to Blight,

They have not given up the fight.

The Ewves too awe stiww fulw of stwength,

Fighting the Undead to gweat wengths.

The Dwawves stand stwong fwom undewgwound,

Theiw defences awe most sound.

The Owcs shout ‘skah you’ to Undead,

Putting on pikes theiw wotten heads.

Diffewent, but stiww much the same,

Aww waces shawe each othew pain.

If Aegis can aww fight as one,

The Undead sulewy liww be done.

But if... if we faiw to unite...

We liww sulewy wost this fight.