Epilogue - The Flight Of Sleipnir

As great kings rise, so do they fall\nSo strands of fate end, as the weavers of looms die\nBut the tapestry remains…\nAs stones in the Earth, as songs in the wind\nFrom father to son\nNo man could foresee a hundred thousand swords fallen\nFelled by the word of the east, captured by a fool’s song\nBut the legend remains…\nAs words to be heard\nAs the blood in my veins\nFrom father to son