Behold Traveler hear Autumns warning
Hear the dangers whispered on the wind
The dark shades are growing ever longer and deeper in tint
The time of day walkers is shorter giving into the night
More fires are burning but the warmth is becoming less
Winter is drawing near oh Traveler
The winds have shifted the North calls out
Burning passion and days of reckless abandon are closing
Winter brings the strife, lack resources, and fear of the dark
Frost is encroaching upon the remaining crops
Sleet and snow storms are approaching the town
Be warry of the wilds for desperation is coming down to the world
The rain storm is the final message to thee, Traveler
Silence shall descend much like the snow
Removing all of the worlds taint for a moment
While concealing the dangers anew