And so we start anew.

Medivh, The Last Guardian

On Wings of Moonlight

Away from crumbling Karazhan,

A single raven flies.

Flying north in silence,

As the moonlight dies.

…

Azeroth no longer withers,

Yet the carnage will return.

Lordaeron's fall is imminent,

As he has come to learn.

…

If this fate can be averted…

He flies north to know.

To point the way to Kalimdor,

Where Man and orc must go.

…

Away from crumbling Karazhan,

A single raven flies.

Flying north in silence,

As the moonlight dies.