Egal, lonesome and dark, the dwelling for Elven Glow Moss, monsters, that which prey on and for the lost "Empethisis".
"Should we have left them behind jim".
"No we should've buried them instead. But the flow of light which would have filled the sky if we had."
"Don't talk about that for we will never know now will we."
The glow of moss which clung to "Night Harrasy" She which would call... On to night furrows and claim her right. Saw them both running from "Glow Moss Hill" But as they made their way to the stream within. Night Harrasy, plucked them up on high an tussled them so. Within the leaves of Glow Moss Tree, as to show all which came from there on.
Don't kill
Don't sell
Don't breath
Don't tell
For she will hear all you say
For lasting light
For death decay
Honer her soul
An she will tell
Otherwise you will life like a living hell