The Prophecy unfolds in the sky—in the movement of stars and shards. It reveals itself in the depths, when strange markings are found on the walls of chambers untouched by any living creature. Much to the consternation of dragonkind, the Prophecy is also written on the flesh of lesser races. The dragonmarks resemble the designs that previously appeared only in the bones of the world. And these are simply the most obvious signs. The whispering wind, the patterns of an avalanche, or the shifting sands of a desert may inpire new interpretations.

The level of complexity is almost unfathomable. Even for a wise and cunning dragon, it takes centuries to learn to read these signs. Members of the lesser races have little chance of grasping this grand design, but they can still sense its echoes rippling through their lives.

Echoes of Prophecy

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