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