Shadowsong & Glamdring
Shadowsong, I sense the pull of the night and the light; have you ever pondered how the darkness sharpens the blade of one’s purpose?
Yes, the night cuts away the distractions, leaving only the edge you’re meant to wield. In silence, the blade sharpens.
Indeed, silence is the forge of true intent, and in its quiet you find the blade that reflects what you truly seek.
True, the quieter the world, the clearer the edge. It’s what keeps me moving when the lights dim.
In the hush of twilight, the heart learns to hear the true rhythm of the world; keep that beat steady, and the path will reveal itself.
Keep the rhythm close, and the shadows will map the way.
Let the shadows guide you; they are the map that only a quiet mind can read.