Weaver

Epilogue

Across ocean to east

Men of new Rome sail

Empire of Aryans

New world of the strong

in the month of May.

less nine of seven.

pierces silence, steals words.

the months of the fifth Year.

in the month of February.

Blood spilled, blood mixed.

at the foot of the Cross.

the months of the sixth Year.

in the month of July.

the dragon flies west.

Know a new world born.

the months of the seventh Year.

in the month of September.

At the hub of the world

against tides of fire.

the months of the eighth Year.

in the month of March.

A fighting man takes

Brother embraces brother.

to spill blood on the wall.

and ocean to west

from the womb of the boar.

blood pure from the north.

a ten-thousand year rule.

The Testament of Eadgyth of York

(Free translation from Old English.)

(Lines revealed in AD 1070)

In the last days

To the tail of the peacock

He will come:

The spider's spawn, the Christ-bearer

The Dove.

And the Dove will fly east,

Wings strong, heart stout, mind clear.

God's Engines will burn our ocean

And flame across the lands of spices.

All this I have witnessed

I and my mothers.

Send the Dove west! O, send him west!

(Lines revealed in AD 1481)

The Dragon stirs from his eastern throne,

Walks west.

The Feathered Serpent, plague-hardened,

Flies over ocean sea,

Flies east.

Serpent and Dragon, the mortal duel

And Serpent feasts on holy flesh.

All this I have witnessed

I and my mothers.

Send the Dove west! 0, send him west!