The Prophecies of the Dragon

     “And it shall come to pass that what men made shall be shattered, and the Shadow shall lie across the Pattern of the Age, and the Dark One shall once more lay his hand upon the world of man. Women shall weep and men quail as the nations of the earth are rent like rotting cloth. Neither shall anything stand nor abide...
     “Yet one shall be born to face the Shadow, born once more as he was before and shall be born again, time without end. The Dragon shall be Reborn, and there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth at his rebirth. In sackcloth and ashes shall he clothe the people, and he shall break the world again by his coming, tearing apart all ties that bind. Like the unfettered dawn shall he blind us, and burn us, yet shall the Dragon Reborn confront the Shadow at the Last Battle, and his blood shall give us the Light. Let tears flow, O ye people of the world. Weep for your salvation.” ³

“Twice and twice shall he be marked,
twice to live, and twice to die.
Once the heron to set his path.
Twice the heron, to name him true.
Once the Dragon for remembrance lost.
Twice the Dragon for the price he must pay.”

“Twice dawns the day when his blood is shed.
Once for mourning, once for birth.
Red on black, the Dragon's blood stains the rock of Shayol Ghul.
In the Pit of Doom shall his blood free men from the Shadow.”

     “And his paths shall be many, and who shall know his name, for he shall be born among us many times, in many guises, as he has been and ever will be, time without end.  His coming shall be like the sharp edge of the plow, turning our lives in furrows from out of the places where we lie in our silence.  The breaker of bonds; the forger of chains.  The maker of futures; the unshaper of destiny.” ⁴

“Power of the Shadow made human flesh,
wakened to turmoil, strife and ruin.
The Reborn One, marked and bleeding,
dances the sword in dreams and mist,
chains the Shadowsworn to his will,
from the city, lost and forsaken,
leads the spears to war once more,
breaks the spears and makes them see,
truth long hidden in the ancient dream.”

“Into the heart he thrusts his sword,
into the heart, to hold their hearts.
Who draws it out shall follow after,
What hand can grasp that fearful blade?”

     “With his coming are the dread fires born again.  The hills burn, and the land turns sere.  The tides of men run out, and the hours dwindle.  The wall is pierced, and the veil of parting raised.  Storms rumble beyond the horizon, and the fires of heaven purge the earth.  There is no salvation without destruction, no hope this side of death.” ⁵

     “The unstained tower breaks and bends knee to the forgotten sign.  The seas rage, and stormclouds gather unseen.  Beyond the horizon, hidden fires swell, and serpents nestle in the bosom.  What was exalted is cast down; what was cast down is raised up.  Order burns to clear his path.” ⁶

     “There can be no health in us, nor any good thing grow, for the land is one with the Dragon Reborn, and he one with the land.  Soul of fire, heart of stone, in pride he conquers, forcing the proud to yield.  He calls upon the mountains to kneel, and the seas to give way, and the very skies to bow.  Pray that the heart of stone remembers tears, and the soul of fire, love.” ⁷

     “The north shall he tie to the east, and the west shall be bound to the south.”

     “Master of the lightnings, rider on the storm, wearer of a crown of swords, spinner-out of fate.  Who thinks he turns the Wheel of Time, may learn the truth too late.” ⁸

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