It was the night of the rain
So scarcely in the desert
It was the cool autumn breeze
It always came with rain
And my name was alone
But my happiness was crowded

It was the night of the rain
That gave then took away
It was the cool desert sand
That buried my heart
And I was afraid, as I shall always be
And alone, so lost

And my life was dead that night
But I had no cold heart to prove it
And the midst of it all was
All the same to me
So I danced naked in the rain
That night

And my life was dead that night
But I surely was no corpse, as
Defeated and dismantled,
Sheltered but abandoned,
I danced naked in the rain
That night

-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Aeguary, in the year 312 AF.