The Serpent's Awakening

When shadows lengthen 

And the sun bleeds gold, 

Three shall rise, 

A story yet untold. 

One born of fire, 

A heart of flame, 

One of the mists, 

Whispering secrets' name. 

One from the deep, 

Where shadows dwell, 

To break the curse, 

And the Serpent quell. 

They shall face trials,

Fierce and bold, 

Before the prophecy's 

Tale unfolds.