Fragment from the D’yoren Chizami

They fell from the heavens—vast, storms breaking the world.

Stars mourned. The pathway severed.

Silence.

The Aionani—gone.

The empire crumbled. Songs frayed into wailing.

The Naglūseno came. From beyond the stars.

From the void. Unmaking. Negation.

No fire. No storm.

Only despair.

Unweaving the cloth. Ending all.

Sleeping. Waiting. Devouring reason. Joy. Life.

Mothers—take babes to the stones.

End their song.

Break the thread.

A kindler fate. Softer.

Where is my lord?

I cry out.

Silence. Gone.

The Long Night awaits.

Summer ends. Light—ash.

We are alone.

The Naglūseno wait.