W is for the
Worm
"... and their brood spread across
the face of the world like so many flies swarming a rotting corpse. Hearken now,
for we come to the heart of the matter. At the core of this mortal plane a great
nameless worm gnaws its way through the earth, hollowing it out as its
diminutive brethren would do an apple, leaving naught but filth in its wake.
When it has completed its lair, it will gorge itself for nine times nine days
and lay its eggs beyond count, and verily the days of all creatures in this
realm will be numbered, as the insatiable wormspawn will make its way to the
surface world and devour it whole. Those who desire to see will be warned of its
coming. When the moons wax red and the sun reaches its zenith during the longest
night, when the great lakes freeze over and a thaw melts the snow on mount
Ombelikos in one and the same day, those armed with the words written here will
witness my foreshadowings come to pass."
- extract from Galdo Ykrahand's Codex Wyrmin, last surviving copy rumoured to be locked away in Forge's Archivarium
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