"The ancient writings were lost, but the ancient prophecy spoke: "the birth of a child with a teardrop of surrender".
Someone with enough power to bring life back to those who died cursed.
The sorceress walks among wolves.
The harvest needs tribute.
Innocent blood must be spilt.
The baby would have a mark, blessing or curse, born when a black moon ascends to the heavens ... "
I can offer what you most want. A life with those you love. Don't ask for anything that big. Or difficult.
Behold the sands of time, past and future..."