The Light that likes to stay in the Dark.

May Creation show mercy,
And spare those still striving.
May Destruction show reverence
To the ones still surviving.

May liars be flung
To the flame-wracked below,
Where shadows are fed
By the grief they sow.

A curse I now cradle,
Cold, cruel, and bold-
Beware the false sovereign
Draped in glimmering gold.