This is just a silly little ditty I tend to hum or sing while hunting in
Moghedu. It's really nothing special but I enjoy it, nevertheless.

Hush little one, please don't make a sound
Don't make a peek when danger's around.

And If that danger thinks you might be here
More might be shed than a single tear.

And if you shed a tear and make a scene
Someone'll get cut down, and it won't be clean

And if they're killed, then who will save you?
Nothing is safe in Moghedu.

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Niuran, in the year 309 MA.