prophecies
Welcome to the Prophecies page. Below is information on the Prophecies, and then fragments of the prophecies themselves. Included are some poems and songs in the fragments. The fragments from the prophecies are all taken from the Wheel of Time series. For further information on the sources please contact me at [email protected]
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Since the time of the Breaking, and possibly before, though any such prophecies have been lost to myth, the Prophecies of the Dragon have grown, telling of a man who will be both destroyer and savior of the world. That man will be able to channel, and he will be the Dragon Reborn. He will be destined to fight the Tarmon Gai'don, the Last Battle against the Shadow. The Prophecies also state that he is the only hope of the world for salvation.
These prophecies are not fully understood, for nothing in a prophecy is ever exactly what it seems. For this reason, and for the fearsome nature of the return of one who once destroyed the world, most people either avoid or ignore the Prophecies. They are in fact outlawed in many nations. But they have led to doom for many male channelers who believed that the Prophecies referred to them.
Fragments of the Dragon
These prophecies are from each book of the Wheel of Time series, preluding the story.
With his coming are the dread fires born again. The hills burn, and the land turns sere. The tides of men run out, and the hours dwindle. The wall is pierced, and the veil of parting raised. Storms rumble beyond the horizon, and the fires of heaven purge the earth. There is no salvation without destruction, no hope this side of death.
fragment from The Prophecies of the Dragon
believed translated by
N'Delia Basolaine
First Maid and Swordfast to Raidhen of Hol Cuchone
circa 400 AB
And the Glory of the Light did shine upon him.
And the Peace of the Light did he give men.
Binding nations to him. Making one of many.
Yet the shards of hearts did give wounds.
And what was once did come again
- in fire and in storm
splitting all in twain.
For his peace . . .
- for his peace . . .
. . . was the peace . . .
. . . was the peace . . .
. . . of the sword.
And the Glory of the Light did shine upon him.
from "Glory of the Dragon"
composed by Meane sol Ahelle,
the Fourth Age
The lions sing and the hills take flight.
The moon by day, and the sun by night.
Blind woman, deaf man, jackdaw fool.
Let the Lord of Chaos rule.
--chant from a children's game
heard in Great Arvalon,
the Fourth Age
The unstained tower breaks and bends knee to the forgotten sign.
The seas rage, and stormclouds gather unseen.
Beyond the horizon, hidden fires swell, and serpents nestle in the bosom.
What was exalted is cast down; what was cast down is raised up.
Order burns to clear his path.
--The Prophecies of the Dragon
translation by Jeorad Manyard
Governor of the Providence of Andor for
the High King, Artur Paendrag Tanreall
There can be no health in us, nor any good thing grow, for the land is one with the Dragon Reborn, and he one with the land. Soul of fire, heart of stone, in pride he conquers, forcing the proud to yield. He calls upon the mountains to kneel, and the seas to give way, and the very skies to bow. Pray that the heart of stone remembers tears, and the soul of fire, love.
--From a muc-disputed translation of
The Prophecies of the Dragon by the poet
Kyera Termendal, of Shiota, believed to have
been published between FY 700 and FY 800
Master of the lightnings, rider on the storm,
wearer of a crown of swords, spinner-out of fate.
Who thinks he turns the Wheel of Time,
may learn the truth too late.
--From a fragmentary translation of The
Prophecies of the Dragon, attributed to Lord
Mangore Kiramin, Sword-bard of Aramaelle and
Warder to Caraighan Maconar, into what was then
called the vulgar tongue (circa 300 AB).
Who would sup with the mighty must climb the path of daggers.
--Anonymous notation found inked in
the margin of a manuscript history
(believed to date to the time of Arthur
Hawkwing) of the last days of the
Tovan Conclaves
On the heights, all paths are paved with daggers.
--Old Seanchan saying
The seals that hold back night shall weaken,
and in the heart of winter shall winter's heart be born
amid the wailing of lamentations and the gnashing of teeth,
for winter's heart shall ride a black horse,
and the name of it is Death.
--from The Karaethon Cycle:
The Prophecies of the Dragon