When the Light is subsumed by Shadow,
When the Fountains fill the sky,
All will fall into Chaos.
The Titans will take form from the Fountains,
And envelop the land in devistation.
The surviving Darkners, crushed by the darkness
Will slowly, one by one, turn into statues. . .
Leaving the Lightners to fend for themselves
Lost eternally in an endless night. . .
Is that your idea of paradise?