Light and Darkness:

The booming, looming thunder clouds,
Ballooned with cerulean rain;
Release their spattering water,
To clean the streets again.

But no matter how much water,
That darkened realm can stand;
Still the night is veiled in darkness
And dark still plagues the land.

For in this world of heroes,
The two beliefs will fight;
The malevolent soldier of darkness,
And the warrior of light.

The denizen of darkness,
His heart as cold as snow;
Wielding the very shadows,
Bent upon destroying his foe -

The chivalrous, celestial warrior,
Whos heart is genteel and pure;
But how much ongoing fighting,
Can this delicate world endure?

The chivalrous, good natured people,
Those individual warriors of light;
Will continue to charge - swords high,
For all they know is right.

While somewhere else the darkened hearts,
Brood, and think and plot,
But this war is not pointless,
That is the one thing it is not.

And maybe one day soon,
When all the shadows seem most dense,
Those chivalrous warriors of the light,
Will summon all their strength.

And maybe if they fight and fight,
And fight for what is true;
It will return the Age of Dawn,
As those before once knew.

Be still noble, brethren,
For we do not fight in vain;
For mark my words, I tell you:
It will be light again.

- The Steel Hawk

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Arios, in the year 112 MA.