I don't own HoN.
I look at him.
The sun shone bright,
But shadows surrounded him.
Death lurks just beyond the field,
Waiting for the skilled.
He walks to seal his fate,
Not a breath do I take.
I run to his side,
Not missing a stride.
Shrouded by his shadow,
I follow him out of the meadow.
Beautiful maiden,
Why do you be?
Who has cast this
Spell upon thee?
Wonder I do
Why you trapped me
Within the earth.
For the sky will
Shine red against all
Who bow to me.
Who is this man
Whom I face.
Who's eyes and wings,
Dark as they may be,
Portray the moonless night.
To those whom seek no danger
See him as a beautiful being,
Or as the real Erebus.
But forth from the loin of
Our goddess's divine,
To help one girl whom I might find,
For I am Moonlit.
And I will be with them
To fight the evil unveiled
Upon this land.