Ruin (The Faithful and the Fallen, #3)

by John Gwynne

‘I have heard much talk of this prophecy,’ Corban said, ‘but I have yet to actually hear it.’ ‘I can remedy that,’ said Meical. He reached inside his cloak and pulled out a round leather canister. He undid a cord that bound it and slid out a scroll. It crackled as he unrolled it; everyone gathered close to hear it. War eternal between the Faithful and the Fallen, infinite wrath come to the world of men. Lightbearer seeking flesh from the cauldron, to break his chains and wage the war again. Two born of blood, dust and ashes shall champion the Choices the Darkness and Light. Black Sun will drown the earth in bloodshed, Bright Star with the Treasures must unite. By their names you shall know them – Kin-Slayer, Kin-Avenger, Giant-Friend, Draig-Rider, Dark Power ’gainst Lightbringer. One shall be the Tide, one the Rock in the swirling sea. Before one, storm and shield shall stand, before the other, True-Heart and Black-Heart. Beside one rides the Beloved, beside the other, the Avenging Hand. Behind one, the Sons of the Mighty, the fair Ben-Elim, gathered ’neath the Great Tree. Behind the other, the Unholy, dread Kadoshim, who seek to cross the bridge, force the world to bended knee.