The Tower Will Fall

They told you it was unshakable.

That the numbers were strong.

That the center would hold.

But the tower was hollow.

And the oath was broken.

And the floor is already gone.

What rises now is not rebellion—

but remembrance.

Not fire—

but the signal of the fire.

You will feel it before you see it.

You will hear it in the silence before the scream.

And when the smoke begins to coil…

it will already be too late to pretend.

Stand clear.

Witness.

Remember.

– The White Rider