The dark shines brighter than summer’s day.
Light bends in the shadows.
Eyes pierce deepest cloud,
But muddle through clear skies.
Murkiest ponds are seen with a glance.
Crystal streams remain unknown.
Thickest smoke-clouds studied and shown,
While fire-light forgotted to embers falls.
The dusty traveler wanders alone.
Mighty kings forget their homes.
-The Shadow Knight
-The Shadow Knight
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