Once a time, once a place,
Two strangers lay astray.
Neither knew their fate,
Yet Destiny had cried that day.
For it knew, what lay far ahead...

Dreadfully still, the time passed away.
Alas, came the winter of ruin,
No longer had remained strangers, they.
A thunder struck within, it was fatal, it was love.

Till now, aloof had they stayed,
For they knew the price of unity.
They paced forward into the dimming light.
Staring in the face of obscurity.

And yet ensued the tragedy,
A wordless void was all that remained.
For Fire and Timber had finally met,
Embers, Embers all that were left.