And it shall come to pass that what men made shall be shattered,
and the Shadow shall lie across the Pattern of the Age, and the
Dark One shall once more lay his hand upon the world of man.
Women shall weep and men quail as the nations of the earth are
rent like rotting cloth.  Neither shall anything stand nor abide...

Yet one shall be born to face the shadow, born once more as he
was born before and shall be born again, time without end.  The
Dragon shall be Reborn, and there shall be wailing and gnashing
of teeth at his rebirth.  In sackecloth and ashes shall he clothe the
people, and he shall break the world again by his coming, tearing
apart all ties that bind.  Like the unfettered dawn shall he blind us,
and burn us, yet shall the Dragon Reborn confront the Shadow at
the Last Battle, and his blood shall give us the Light.  Let tears flow,
O ye people of the world.  Weep for your salvation.