My life here is so meaningless,
Nothing can make me care much less,
Noone and noone cares
Pretend that I'm not there.

Citizen because it's just my home,
No peace, but in war all alone
Why should you care the least?
It's though my life is ceased.

I left my loof in loom for adventure,
I was so young, so full of care, so free.
But did I really find adventure?
Or simply more to imprison me?

My life here is so meaningless,
Nothing can make me care much less,
Noone and noone cares.
Pretend that I'm not there...


Penned by my hand on the 14th of Daedalan, in the year 457 AF.