high above the world the eclpise begins, there as the old world looked up and saw there a thing they did not expect, a tower made of two parts stood there, the citadel of the angel and the dragon, those two warriors old, now known, that vangaurd old, sense of awe, understanding that which is been yet seems impossible, left only with memories, the sky turned dark and that silver ring reminding those of time bent into that perfect circle, the gates of the doom road are open, high up in that place, a great glowing fire of red and eyes glowing in gold look down --ar 2:3