Night of the Kryll

Long has set the Seran sun,

Not it's time to have their fun.

Kryll, they erupt into skies,

While groundwalkers look up terrified.

Locust, humans, all's fair game,

The flock from feasting won't refrain.

Those without light are sentenced, doomed,

Those with light avoid the gloom.

Eventually will come the dawn,

But for now all are forlorn.

For this is like all Seran nights,

The time when the krill take to flight.