Caged in silver that burns,
One that breaks and turns
Upon itself and traps a prisoner
Deeper than the self that learns

That life is not what it seems
It never is, no, it never is
Make and unmake me at the seams
Have I missed no, I won't miss

A single chance to take
Would I do all to break
Myself from this silver cage
And learn to make my shadows fade

My shadows fade,
My shadows fade,
My shadows fade


[A symbol of a snowblossom twined with a white snake is drawn at the end of the post.]

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Aeguary, in the year 933 AF.