Shadow-Lover, you alone can know How I long to reach a point of peace How I fade with weariness and woe How I long for you to bring release. Shadow-Lover, court me in my dreams Bring the peace that suffering redeems.

Shadow-Lover, from the Shadows made, Lead me into Shadows once again. Where you lead I cannot be afraid, For with you I shall come home again- In your arms I shall not fear the night. Shadow-Lover, lead me into light.

MAGIC'S PRICE

Every year Companions Choose, as they have done before, The Chosen come with shining hopes to learn the Herald's lore.

And every year the Heralds sigh, and give the same advice-

“All those who would hold Magic's Power must then pay Magic's Price.”

Oh there was danger in the North-that's all that Vanyel knew.

An enemy of power dark sought Heralds out-then slew. But only those with Magic's Gift were slain by silent rage- Till Vanyel of them all was left the only Herald- Mage.

Yes, from the North the danger came, beyond the Border

far- The Forest did not stay Dark Death, nor did the mountains

bar. And Vanyel cried-”We die, my liege, and know not why

nor where! So send me North my King, that I may find the answers

there!”

Then North went Vanyel-not alone, though 'twas of little

aid

A Bard was like to be to him; and Stefen was afraid-He feared that he would fail the quest, a burden prove to

be- Dared not let Vanyel go alone to face dark sorcery.

So out beyond the Border there, beyond the forest tall, Into the mountains deep they went that stood an icy wall- To find the wall had cracked and found there was a passage

new, A path clean cut that winding ran a level course and true.

This path was wrought by magecraft; Vanyel knew that when

he saw The mountains hewn by power alone, a power he felt with

awe- But to what purpose? Something moved beyond them on the trail;

They watched and hid-and what they found there turned them cold and pale.

An army moved in single file, by magic cloaked and hid- An army moved on Valdemar that marched as they were

bid-

A darker force than weaponry controlled the men and place, For Vanyel looked-and Vanyel knew an ancient evil's face.

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