An axe-age, a sword-age, shields will be gashed: there will be a wind-age and a wolf-age before the world is wrecked. Through the branches, through the leaves, they will see light come back, for before the sun is caught and eaten by the wolf Skoll, she will give birth to a daughter no less fair than herself, who will follow the same sky-path and light the world.

Lif and Lifthrasir will have children. Their children will bear children. There will be life and new life, life everywhere on earth.

That was the end; and this is the beginning.