
- falling, falling from a home we once called ours
i suppose it was only a matter of time, before the first fell. the angels did their best to defend agai
nst the first strike, but the demons won. the light of lorén was extinguished, and the darkness see
ped in. the angels fell from the heavens like feathers from a bird. hati and skoll were killed, the wo
lven guardians of the moon and sun, and night fell upon the armies. without guidance, they fell. fe
ll into the world of mortal men. they hid their wings, and settled in a remote mountain town by the
name of hope. like we have any left. but maybe, just maybe, with the help of the better men here,
we may reclaim the home we once called ours.




