Toll the Hounds/Chapter 12

Epigraph

Where will I stand When the walls come down East to the sun's rise North to winter's face South to where stars are born West to the road of death Where will I stand When the winds wage war Fleeing the dawn Howling the breath of ice Blistered with desert's smile Dusty from crypts Where will I stand When the world crashes down And on all sides I am left exposed To weapons illimitable From the vented host Will I stand at all Against such forces unbarred Reeling to every blow Blinded by storms of pain As all is taken from me So cruelly taken away Let us not talk of courage Nor steel fortitude The gifts of wisdom Burn too hot to touch The hunger for peace Breaks the heart Where will I stand In the dust of a done life Face bared to regrets That flail the known visage Until none but strangers Watch my fall None but Strangers Fisher kel Tath