Vignette of Red

A Dated Elven Proverb:

“When starlight fades, and campfires die Who will stand to hear your cries? Your country, your kings and paper lords? None shall come when darkness falls

When blood runs red out every door Who will save the young and poor? Those who line their arms with gold? None will see their kind grow old.

When mouths are filled with naught but chalk And babes are naught but skin Down the darkened path you'll walk And the dark shall let you in

There you will learn what is in no book And then begin to see How magic walks, the route it took To form the stars and seas

The dark, by then you’ll know it too And when it comes to call for you You’ll speak it’s secrets, know it’s voice And all will come to know your choice

To choose to live instead of die With strength but fair few dream, See the dawn of a new sun rise And bow unto your Queen”