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The Night
Written by: Sorcerer Sardion, the Prestidigitator
Date: Sunday, July 8th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Streams of orange and yellow flow across the sky,
The river of color will soon run dry
Darkness descends and the Night is neigh
Light fades away and the day dwellers prepare for sleep
The rays of sunlight give one last burst, one last leap
Before the Night descends and the Darkness is deep
Waves of ebon take to the sky
As your awarness fades, and your eyes begin to lie
Telling you of things in the dark, things that kill and cause you to die
A moment of frear, and a moment of doubt
than your eyes adjust, and you see what is about
You smile and think fear is what you can do without
For the night is good, the night is a friend
An eternity of dark comfort that should never end
So peace my children, and your way wend......
Penned by my hand on the 4th of Scarlatan, in the year 281 AF.
The Night
Written by: Sorcerer Sardion, the Prestidigitator
Date: Sunday, July 8th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Streams of orange and yellow flow across the sky,
The river of color will soon run dry
Darkness descends and the Night is neigh
Light fades away and the day dwellers prepare for sleep
The rays of sunlight give one last burst, one last leap
Before the Night descends and the Darkness is deep
Waves of ebon take to the sky
As your awarness fades, and your eyes begin to lie
Telling you of things in the dark, things that kill and cause you to die
A moment of frear, and a moment of doubt
than your eyes adjust, and you see what is about
You smile and think fear is what you can do without
For the night is good, the night is a friend
An eternity of dark comfort that should never end
So peace my children, and your way wend......
Penned by my hand on the 4th of Scarlatan, in the year 281 AF.