Darkness will fall heavy on the world. The stars will bleed. The cold breath of winter will freeze the seas and the dead shall rise in the North
If the lamb sees the knife, she panics. Her panic seeps into her meat, darkens it, fouls the flavor
In the ancient books it's written that a warrior will draw a burning sword from the fire. And that sword shall be Lightbringer
There is only one war. Life against death