Created i did the great shadow and his steed
Made him up all dark with hate
Tinged with red; gave on to him an eerie glow
Gave him rage and anger as his food
And set him free within my worlds
Laid waste he did into my lands
Smashed it up and brought the storm
Left me battered and torn upon the shores
No worldly light to call my own.

When the wastes were dead and bare
He turned his darkened gaze my way
And roared his rage upon me
My walls came crashing down around me
No where to run! but to his sword
Brought to bare; i was on my knees
No more could i look on such a face
Driven mad with despair it was my own
Yet this essence wore no golden crown..

Turned and fled with what strength i had
Not once, not ever did i dare look back
I ran from him and i ran from me
Like a fool; right out into the night
Which was his dark domain; his castle keep
And this is where she found me!
All black and embers burning dimly
She picked me up and made me whole
And slowly walked me home into the light.
~The Poets Keeper~