As I was lighting the Fire in the Study, I suddenly felt
the weight of watching eyes. I lifted my head and caught
the sight of two eyes out of the flames at Me. A low
voice was what I heard: From the Outer, Inner, Astral and
Ethereal plains, The Hordes are gathering. No sanctuary
is Eternal! And as the magic fade away the shadows
started to grow on me So hear now all the Deadeyed souls,
Who have spent their lives and just grown Old... Hear the
Cries of the Deadeyed souls, Who have spent their
lives... Now they are turning...
