*A dark and rainy days in the Falls. Three beings walk in the lush green Fall, one wearing a red robe, the other two black. The one with the red robe carried a golden chain with a sand timer on the end. The one of the black robed figure carried a scythe, the other a staff. the walk over to a man made mound and a nameless tombstone. The first touches it, and it writes in Red*
Here lies the Prince, keeper of the Blades.
*The second wrote*
He now rests in me
*And the third*
"It was not that I did not love Caesar, but that I loved Rome more."
*A clock tower rang in the distance...it was now 12:00 o'clock.*
The time has come,
all ye beware.
The coming of the tide,
is NOW.
Cry out CRY OUT,
for all to hear.
The end of the World is here.
*They disappeared in a flash of lighting. A whisper could be heard...*
A flash of lightning, a break of the wave, He passes from life, to rest in the grave