The ice shall give way and the fire will ascend from the desolate, deep south at world's end. Ash and sulfur upon my door, upon my wall, upon my all. Darkness descends across this domain, this land of droughts and flooding rain, of deadly serpent and soaring eagle, forlorn, forgotten to all but few people. Ice and fire, blood and hail, all at once shall darkness prevail. Acid and salt, sulfur from the deep, colour of death, of eternal sleep. Ships rot upon the bloody sea and from the choking air the coastal dwellers flee. Ferrous flood from abyssal fires, reddens the blue of an ocean entire. Oh, Pacific, once knew your name, but all now lost and ne'er the same.
