A shrieking across the sky above wilderness,
war cries echo into silence
and the pieces are set to begin...
Somewhere along this way was a reason for going
A vision we chased down the path into darkness
Or a dream of what we would find
On a blind foray into seething wilderness...
Sunrise on the wings of a solstice
A handful of fire cupped for warmth
Against the east wind out of the valley
The land of wildling calls...