Cirth: The Triumph of the Wyld (poetry)
Mon Nov 12 12:44:53 2001
To: All
As Alak-Nacha's bereft her gifts
Seeker Azat turns and shifts
And when the Covenant is broken
from her sleep she is awoken
To find the Pale One's blood is thin
and when she beckons he gives in
And finally he joins the dead
as the Reaver cuts his thread