For seven years I have dwelt in the Loose Palace of Exile.
Playing strange games with the Boyz of the Island.
Now I have come again to the Land of the Fair & the Strong & the Wise.
Brothers & Sisters of the Pale Forest, O Children of Night.
Who among you shall run with the hunt?
Now Night arrives with Her Purple Legion.
Retire now to your tents & to your dreams.
Tomorrow, we enter the town of my birth.
I want to be ready.
