Night's Entreaty
By Morgan LeFay
Night crys out for solaceA hundred voices screamBorn to me by lofty breezeLike keening banshees through a stormI have no tears for themNo sadness left to grieve their painOnly bitter hurt will heed their callTheir summons for my soulI'll not give in to needTo lose myself in darknessI cannot follow voice of nightAncient as the Mistress MoonInstead I cry here in the darkBereft of sadness, grief eternalMy tears for want of human soulMy grief for loss of magic's fey abandon Written August 31st, 2001 © on Aug 31 2001 03:27 PM PST 0 • 9 • 1
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"Night crys out for solaceA hundred voices screamBorn to me by lofty breezeLike keening banshees through a stormI have no tears for themNo sadness left to grieve their painOnly bitter hurt will heed their callTheir summons for my soulI'll not give in to needTo lose myself in darknessI cannot follow voice of nightAncient as the Mistress MoonInstead I cry here in the darkBereft of sadness, grief eternalMy tears for want of human soulMy grief for loss of magic's fey abandon..."