The forgotten stand vigil on the hill,
Quiet and ever still.
They wait for dawn to come,
Yet can never meet the sun,
And we will join them too,
As voices forgotten by the sun,
May she have mercy on us.
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Vigils
FantasyThe Codex has no place for mortal words. Our vigils are recorded here. May Acile and Solaris bless us.
