Though it
power brings,
not without cost
does it swing.

I have watched the world
from my copse of trees
which provide me with this
thing.

Eyes in the woods,
concealed,
an errant bolt,
electric,

Nature gives me
discretion
to protect what needs
protecting.

I will be that faun
in the forest
to reach out
to lost footing
but to foe--
distruction!
And, we are always
watching.


Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Phaestian, in the year 824 AF.