Words and tune by Dhiamara Coulson. tune

A story song, by Salviana of Endsmeet Spire

Voices call in mountains high To rituals it's time to cry Be wary now Be wary thee The consequences of your dreams.

We've heard the callings night and day Where stars once shone the sun doth play And on the wind a might song Of fallen comrades Death of sons.

We've travelled through these misty peaks An old world cracks beneath our feet Through fight and glory tales and more Your journey ends At the Spire door.

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