To Blood I pray, for my heart to hold fast,
through shifting tides and shadows cast.
A thousand pulls from loyalties torn,
each path a test, each oath reborn.

I walk the edge where others sway,
between fierce powers night and day.
With steady tread, I learn to weave
the threads of trust I dared believe.

For in this balance, truth always reveals-
What faith has been: strong, tempered steel.
Through frosty trials, let us renew our vows:
If you. know. me, then trust my goals.

Penned by my hand on Kinsday, the 22nd of Lleian, in the year 7 AC.