Nathrangking

#20                                                                     Song of Fire

Roaring flames sing a reverberating song that chases away biting cold that howls a most bitter lament. Boreas’ breath is repelled by a legion of one. There is a single most powerful being holding him at bay. Weapons of unnatural subtlety repel the ice and send it back to the north from whence it came. Drenching rains and frozen winds are replaced by all encompassing warmth that returns vitality to the earth. Flora spring forth from frigid frost-kissed soil and expand across the realm. From deepest slumber comes the creatures who had fled into seclusion in the warmth of a darkened den. Out into the illumination of the soft silky fire they travel forth to view the world reborn. Ancient woods are again filled with majesty as the seas regain the life that had slipped away. Spring is recalled from the place that it had been chained away. Terra shakes loose her dreams. Hypnos and the tears of the skies fade away into memory. A thaw has come and established its eternal throne. An army of but one alone has healed a world stricken by the curse of cold.