We who are who we are, walk the road of stars, our hope and dreams, keep
us aloft. Pity the Mortal to walk the earth, their Happyness gone, and
their Dreams lost.

Love Burns through out body...like dark blood, consuming, but the loss
is chill, that fire turned, and forgotten emptyness fills us.

That chill place, where i walk....i try to keep my Candle burning...but
i walk in the night..on the earth, no pity for me, no hope to sustain my
fire. Keep your life, keep your dreams...lest they be shattered.
Memory is my light..but that fades as time passes..i be lost, and pray
to find me.
As i walk the Depths of my soul, sounds an things of past gather round
me..this is me..and i will be me. I am That which i thought to avoid, i
start this Trecherous path that my heart has dropped me at...back tward
the Stars.

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Ero, in the year 310 AF.