Òyì nke e mepụtara

Prologue Levik, long of life and Eldest of the Tol'kurans, Walked over all the places of The world, Bereaved in desperation. He cried out to the stars for aid, For his people were dying. And the stars heard, and Delivered the Great Dragon Yindaar Who descended in a wreath of flames That burned Levik to ashes in sacrifice But brought to his children The nundar, the burning soul of Yindaar Which lit fires within the hearts