All dreams dreamt
all fights fought
all lifes lived
all ways walked…

All tales told
all deaths died
all thoughts thought
all prayers prayed…

When all hope is gone
all heroes dead
the gods forgotten
and the rivers dry…

When there are no tears left
all soothing words spoken
when the sound of silence
deafens all that can still hear…

And when finally the phoenix
refuses to rise from the ashes
and when there’s no fire left
to give birth to a dragon…

Is this the end of the world?