Whisper not fey words of light
Of the power of the Sun
Soon will come the cold dark Night
Once the day is done.

Scream not loud of honour lost
Of friends that do betray
Life valued at such low cost
Are follies of the Day

When the light does sink below
The seas which ships embark
The world grows dim and all shall know
The Truth that is the Dark

For only in the Shadow's glare
May Mortals truly see
The Power that is hidden there
For all the World to be

Along the Light are woven lies
Though for all its hallowed might
The power shining in your eyes
Is but a Candle in the Night

-Lord Xandor Sheolan, Bard of Serpents

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Phaestian, in the year 242 AF.