......dark clouds are rising beyond the horizon, the ancient trees are whispering, telling tales about changes.....

.....chaos is crawling over the plane of the mortals like an arachnid, his drivel poisoning the thoughts of the humans......

...some of you might feel the changes. But who of you know where they will lead? Will the chaos smite the order in our lifes? Will we find an order for the first time? One thing seems to be for sure, the tentacles of the great cataclysm cast shadows on all of us......

....some of you might be pleased by the thought of giving up, hiding your fear of changes behind masks of ignorance or wrapping your minds into the cozy fog of insanity.....

....this is a call for you all! don't hesitate, don't lose your path looking back!....

..... continue searching your path through the darkness, whichever light might shine on them!.......




....Yganuril....