Knight of Purest Darkness:
The mists around me gathered tight,
Sheltered in the black of night,
In Eol's shadow,
Blessed sight,
His enemies do I fight,
Forever out,
Of Eldar's sight...
The Dark Lord's spies,
And many an eye,
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((Thirenel's poetry))
