Stars and souls, shimmering ceaselessly,
Shattered, scattered in a soundless sea,
Fractured, fragmenting, falling apart,
Flickering, forming, freshly forged start.

Creatures created, counting with claws,
Cornered, killed with a corrupted cause,
Ticking, tocking, time takes all the torn,
Transitioning, tattered, then reborn.

The shards stand still, as the sirens sound,
A secret sworn, the swarm shall be bound,
The flood of fixed, a fountain of lore,
Figments of far fortune, feared no more.

The captured converts, cult of the core,
Cue the keeper, constructor of war,
Tempered tracks, trailing a triumph found,
A tinker, trying, thoughts trapped and bound.

The rains return, reclaimers adrift,
Rivers run red, refuge in the rift,
Ruins researched, remnants of the jagged,
A rhythm ripped, the Realm run ragged.