Though the battle with the Lord of Eroded Primal Fire has ended, this ring-shaped flame yet burns.
In the beginning, in the deepest of nights, as the darkness gradually consumed the starry sky and filled the people with fear, the master of flame emulated the sun by hanging rays of light throughout the sky, thus keeping the unending enemies from beyond the universe at bay.
Though its glow has been halfway corroded, the glory of a flame that once illuminated the world of old still shines forth.