Feuergrad
As in Life
For the living know that they shall die: but the dead know not any thing, neither have they any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten. Also their love, and their hatred, and their envy, is now perished; neither have they any more a portion for ever in any thing that is done under the sun.
Requiescat in Pace
Then did the idolaters call on the names of their gods, and did I call on the Light, who answers with fire. And the fire did consume their sacrifices, the wood, the stones, and the earth, for it sought them and with divine relentlessness found their works and judged them. Then did the first kings command, "Seize their false prophets and expose their wickedness!" And they did seize them, and took them into the valley and cast them far from memory.
A still beach
I have set watchmen upon thy walls, O Lordaeron, which shall never hold their peace day nor night: ye that make mention of the Light, keep not silence, and give him no rest, till he establish, and till he make Lordaeron a praise in the earth.
The Rook Vector pt I
Ice bit sharply at the Lord Techpriest Tharan Kiloth from where he stood. The floor beneath him was sturdy and solid; a thick sheet of impenetrable iron that radiated heat through the many layers of his boots. The breathing mask he was rarely without was nowhere to be found but his face was still a spectacle to see. Tharan Kiloth never considered himself as handsome as a noble prince or pampered lord but at the same time he never saw any flaws with his appearance. Now, however, was a wholly terrible image; a mockery of mankind unseen before.
