Spell is cast
A sin, redeemed
Splits the night
The white expanse
Marches alone
But can’t escape
The howling wind
Eternal wheel
Frozen fog of ages
Unmovable light
Head of ashes
Purity of decay
The final age
Erupts within
Unchanging truth
Flows a fire
Embalms this horde
Of others
To sprout again
A stronger hand.