Portents of Divine: XI
Portents I-XIII predict events of DIVINE: Book Four
xi. Resyn Jarunwe Rovikya XV
1:3:3:5/5, III:IX
By land and sea and air they ride
The motley force of Mother’s pride
For prince estranged they come by air
Their chieftain blessed by danger’s wear
The sea erupts its lowest lows
By countless heads the army grows
The long unshackled earthly rise
To fight beneath unshrouded skies
Beholden from the depths they burst
To oust again the reigning cursed
The wretched now cannot defend
With threefold battle at its end
But advent unexpected wrests
The night from long unwelcome guests
Unleashed the gateway’s vicious roar
With thunder turns the tides of war.
