In the darkness twining,
Shadows are my friend
About me secrets binding
Secretive to the end.

My eyes watchful, breathing soft
You may look but may not see me
Reveal that secret and its lost
That which was hidden, free.

Footsteps echoing on the ground
Look but by my talents
With your searching I won't be found
Nor will you til my hunting relents

I'll steal the very breath from your lungs
The coins from your tight little hands
Beware the moment that you're stung
As I disappear into the lands

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Ios, in the year 109 MA.