From the north, to the south, beginning in the west, and then resting in the east. Our lonely, weary traveler roams aimlessly throughout the world, with only the four winds as his companions. He does not rest, he does not eat, nor drink, nor does he need sleep. The sun fuels him, the wind's comfort him, the Earth guides him, and the waters part for him. For the Earth knows that he will bring an end to all that's suffering. For the Earth knows that he can bring her peace with her creatures, and that he shall cause all the great old cities to fall, causing a fresh start for all of her children. Dusted and gold, fed by starlight, and raised with the winds: he wanders the Earth as a fallen star, bringing peace, but refusing pay. From the Earth herself, to the stars and the winds, from the Moon and the Sun, I give to you: Myrus, ruler of the Lost.

Songs and Timestamps --------------- 0:00 - O Sleeper 4:18 - Dry Branches 5:21 - Grow 8:55 - Eurus 11:57 - A Convocation of Fauns (A Faunvocation, If You Will) 12:54 - Hieroglyphs 15:55 - Passerine ---------------

Thanks, this is wonderful :D