Crown of Four Seasons

From feywild

A prophecy voiced by Lady Miranelle Nethys, and known to very few.


Nethys blood from frost-bound tomb,

Brings life again from endless gloom.

House of echoes, silence deep,

A newborn cry ends ancient sleep.

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Winter's whisper, Summer's glow,

Truths of Faerie he must know.

Learning much, yet losing all

To envy dark, the heir will fall.

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Peace surrendered, comfort lost,

Sacrifice at heavy cost.

Magic hidden, secrets deep—

Power stirs where shadows sleep.

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Holding shadow, holding light,

Forged anew by darkest night.

Black and white within him tied,

Winter walks at Summer’s side.

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Legends breathe and hope returns,

Allies gather, banners burn.

From silence rises strength's accord,

The Feywild rallies for its Lord.

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Ancient ways reborn anew,

Balance held, restored and true.

The King of Twilight claims his throne,

His destiny at last his own.

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The Equinox ascends once more,

With Solstice joined, two become four.

The Hunt rides fierce, strong and wild,

Fourfold kingdom reconciled.