Beckoner of Nightmares: The path of Ebon drifts unto her in the blessing of a Black Star, Their cinder streets forming pathways yet undiscovered. This sorrow burns slower than passion, yet it is hot enough to reforge those strong enough to bear it. A winding veil of sacrifice, of loss, it shrouds and encompasses even as it reveals. The soul cannot find happy solace here, but contentment in knowing. - By Persayis