In Darkness I am born, and in Dark I grow.
The Black is my ally, I know in it I can always rely.
The Cold is my friend, for It tells me so.
In these I can depend, for they never waver.

But then a Ray, a shining Ray burns my eyes.
It is the Sun and there is Color!
Such things I never knew, I never even dreamed!
What magnificence is Warmth! How splended the Light!

But then, suddenly, it is taken from me.
The sun sets over a distant horizon where I can not go.
The Warmth is bereft from my bones, and cold returns.
And once again all I can see are shades of grey.

Haveing seen the light, I am unable to be happy in the dark.
I still long for the warmth I have felt.
I still cry to see such colors as I have known.
I still yearn for the light.

I am left, forgotten, torn from my life.
I am left forever waiting for a impossible dawn.
I have been given the worst punishment possible.
To have seen love and to have lost all for it.

Remember to cherish what you have, while you can,
Because it can all be taken away from you at a strangers whim.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Lupar, in the year 352 AF.