Silver hair, eyes of brightest sky-blue
Wrapped in black like a corpse within a shroud.
Hidden strength matched by intelligence supreme
You seemed to be of a breed elite.
Until a shocking secret destroyed your sanity
A town left in flames; lives destroyed in seconds
And one young man left with a vendetta and a split soul.
After half a decade, your influence was felt again
Hell-bent on revenge and attaining ultimate power
Resulting in chaos, murder and destruction galore.
Poor, misunderstood wraith surrounded by pain
Using all means necessary to achieve your goal.
Eventually taking the life of a Cetra beloved to all
Setting the stage for a downfall ultimate...
.... or so they say....

I gently led you back from the edge of insanity...
Bandaging your wounds; tending to your soul.
What it cost me, though, you may never know.....