Prologue

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I beckon you to come forth to me
Into my strong grasp, hard to breathe


Little light strikes from above
Lighting the way for my love


Into my madness I call home
Claiming yet another for my tome


Help me please, help my pride
Some stranger lift my stride

No way, no how
Everywhere I lurk, I prowl


I grant swiftness, of flight
Hope keeps my heart burning bright


Pitiful fool, you really think he'll come
Eyes piercing, by my hand, he'll succumb


Nimble with power
I'll arrive at your ivory tower

You wish...

Protection unyielding

...Try as you might...

I hope you're right

...I hope you're ready...

Power fulfilling

... Oh please...

I trust and have faith in you

...I'm coming for you

Shadow -- SetosolaceWhere stories live. Discover now