AEONS AND AEONS HAS IT BEEN

AN OLD STORY TOLD AGAIN AND AGAIN.

PERHAPS IN FEAR OF THE LOVING ONE

IT THAT SHAPED THIS WORLD,

THIS STORY WAS FORGOTTEN.

BUT BE AS IT MAY, NOTHING,

NOR NO ONE,

CAN PROVE THE TRUTH OF THIS STORY

CENTRE OF THIS WORLD,

THE AXIS OF THE WORLD-PLATE

SURROUNDED BY A SCORCHING DESERT,

ITSELF BY A LUSH WASTELAND

ITSELF BY FOGGY HILLS

ITSELF BY A COLD AND DESOLATE DARKNESS.

UNDER THE DIRECT LIGHT OF THE EGG

STAND, TALL, UNKNOWN, UNCLIMBED

THE TOWER.

MUST YOU CLIMB ? MUST YOU FORSAKE

ALL THAT YOU HAVE KNOWN,

TO ENTER THE BLACK TEMPLE ?

YOU MUST, FOR TO CHANGE THIS WORLD

EVERYTHING MUST BE LOST,

SO THAT EVERYTHING CAN BE GAINED.

YOU KNOW THIS DEEP INSIDE AND HAVE KNOWN IT FOR YEARS.

YOUR ENTIRE LIFE YOU HAVE SWORE

THAT ONE DAY, THIS LAND SHALL HOLD STILL

IN PEACE

WITHOUT PLAGUE AND ILLNESS

POVERTY OR WAR.

EVERYTHING PRECIOUS TO YOU

MUST BE LOST, TO THEN BE GAINED.

AND SO YOU ENTER.