Night of Souls

by Hawki

Poem: It is said that on this night, in some places, the restless dead return. Some come for vengeance. Some come for family. Some simply cannot find peace.

Night of Souls

All the world is sleeping,

The sun has gone to bed.

These lands, they lie in silence.

With heavy sense of dread.

…

For this night is the Night of Souls,

Listen to footsteps soft.

The dead, they walk across Entsteig,

Below the moon aloft.

…

Eventually, this night will pass,

To these lands will come fair light.

But dark is now the hour here,

And long is this dark night.