Path of the Flameborn

Through frostbit hills and hollow seas

I've walked with ghosts and broken knees

No crown, no name, no guiding star -

Just ashes carried from afar

I sleep in ruins, speak to stone

My voice the only thing I own

The fire dims with every breath

But I will not embrace its death

Each mile I crawl, I shed the past -

The boy, the prince, the world too fast

But deep inside this silent flame

A fire waits without a name

I walk the path no light will show

Through bitter winds and bloodstained snow

I bear the weight of those who fell -

Their stories burn, their silence swells

The throne is gone, the crown is cold

But still I walk. I still hold hope

A shattered blade, a fraying cloak

A heart that's wrapped in ember smoke

The stars above, they do not guide -

But they remind me I'm alive

I've seen the worst that man can do

And whispered oaths I swore were true

The throne once forged in sacred flame

Now haunts me more by every name

Yet every scar that marks my skin

Is proof the flame still fights within

I may be lost, but not for long -

The silence builds a battle song

I walk the path no light will show

Through thunder's roar and undertow

My soul is worn, my steps unsure -

But still the fire will endure

The night won't break what I became -

For I am walking toward my name

"You are not broken. You are forged."

"Not the last... but the first of what must rise."

I walk the path

I walk alone

But I am not the ash -

I am the ember grown

I walk the path

I walk alone

But I am not the ash -

I am the ember grown