Dance with me.
Can’t you hear the stars singing,
their Gealic voice the echo of
dragons long since
gone from these lands?
The night is ours.
Watch the light play in the shadows
of the deepest thought you hold so near.
Daylight will come.
Tomorrow the sun will rise afresh on these lands
and we will be gone.
Should they ask…
Say that we’re freeing the dragons!