Epitaph - Twilight of the Third Aeon
Thus falls the Final Night.
The world is old, impossibly so, and the many years have been filled with wonders and terrors beyond counting. The sun has risen and set over timeless history, the moons watching as the seasons turn and fade.
Anas, the ageless power behind all Creation, has gifted the Land with three Aeons – epochs of life and death. Each Aeon before now has come and gone, born in fire and ending in ash. But during their span, each Aeon has left a lasting mark over the age to come – its Children.
But Anas is dead, the heavens burn, and even the sun no longer rises. This is the dying of the light, the last age of the world.
The end of the Third Aeon… and there is no promise of a Fourth.