Ink-stained fingers, eyes of night,  
  A hidden writer, bathed in light.  
  Her words, like whispers on the breeze,  
  Unravel secrets, put minds at ease.  
    
  A shadowed figure, known to few,  
  Her stories weave a world anew.  
  With every line, a mystery spun,  
  A silent genius, second to none.