The Prophecy of the Last Guardian

Within a Circle of Four will stand a Circle of Three

Children of the Wind all, and yet none

The hunter, the sustainer, the healer,

Brought together by fear, held together by love,

To find that which hides from the Wind.

Hear, oh guardian, and look upon your destiny:

The one who hunts also will stand guard

The one who sustains also will abandon

The one who heals also will kill

To find that which hides from the Wind.

Listen, oh Last One, to the wind:

The wind of the past to beckon her home

The wind of the earth to carry her to safety

The wind of the stars to sing the mother's-song most known to her soul

To hide the Child from the Wind.

From the lips of the Sleeping Child will come the words

of ultimate wisdom:

Beware the Sleepwalker

For blood will be the means

To find that wich hides from the ]Wind