The day is when I rest
I gain energy to operate my body
I emerge from slumber
As the sun vanishes from the sky
And the lustrous moon appears
The night is the time I spend prowling the earth
When the talking stops and the world is still
Slowing down for me to explore
No one to dictate
No one to scold me
No rules or responsibilities
I don't have a care in the world
My mind is free of troublesome thoughts
Nothing to worry about
I am free to express myself anyway I like
My spirit disappears into the peaceful darkness
Only to resign at dawn to rest again

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Daedalan, in the year 282 AF.