We were lulled into an unsuspecting sleep.
We thought it were merely old wives-tales.
We thought the powers that be would hold the forces of disruption forever at bay.
Alas!
Day of Wrath, Night of Clubs
Beardless Dwarf with naught but Stubs.
Ancient Relief in naked Shame
Sees the World consumed in Flame.
The days of this world are numbered - who will live to see the Fourth Age?