Chapter Text
Born of ash and forged in flame,
The dusk-bound heir shall stake their claim.
Of split-born blood and shadowed name,
They rise unmarked, yet none the same.
The bloodless crown, the severed line,
Shall end beneath a blooded sign.
When silence drinks the final star,
The Veil shall tear—the heir not far.
Their voice shall wake the sleeping gate,
Their hand shall twist the threads of fate.
The sky shall blacken at their breath,
And kin shall turn to shield or death.
The first will fear.
The second, fall.
The third shall bind them, blood and all.
And one who walks with shadowed eyes
Must choose to kill—or let them rise.
Beware the one who does not know
The blood they spill is their own.
