Descent of the Asheran - Dvne

Nimbus tinted brilliant crystalline

Heuristic consequence

Cosmos provides no reassurance

Guilt preserved in amber

Cursed, we gather in pools of moonlight

Awaiting conviction

Questing, our eyes turn skyward bound

To watch our kin arrive

The thousands descend — Starfarers

In ships iron wrought

They come to reclaim — Asheran

They come to despoil

Nimbus once tinted brilliant crystalline

Now vanished, is this real?

We fight over roots that we once shared

We fight for the return of our past

Strike down those who refute ancient claims, our rightful home

No refuge in logic, no refuge in through

Bonding conventions, don’t forge on tainted ground

Rising upwards, spinning outwards