Disclaimer: No hope therein exists, nor joy, nor tranquility. The pain transcends the heart's capacity...

The song is written by Enya. The Lone Power was invented by Diane Duane.

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He sat alone. Always alone. Utterly hopeless. It hadn't always been this way, he remembered. Once everything had been perfect. Ah, yes, Timeheart. How he longed for and yet loathed it.

Once you had gold, Once you had silver, Then came the rains Out of the blue.

For no reason, they had kicked him out. Chased him away as if he were a dog. A solitary tear rolled down his flawless face, as alone as him. A pain rose within him, tearing his resolve to hate Them to pieces.

Ever and always. Always and ever. Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

He stood before the universe, angry at his own foolish pride that kept him from returning home. The very stars that twinkled in the sky mocked him. He gestured at one, watching it die with no satisfaction. He cried out in anguish, making no sound at all.

Now you can see Spring becomes Autumn, Leaves become gold Falling from view.

Life holds no meaning, he realized, for me, there is only the never-ending existence. He thought bitterly about the chances he had declined, choosing his own creation. Not even his creation could give him relief from the one thing he wanted to escape, himself.

Ever and always, always and ever. No-one can promise a dream come true, Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

A ragged sigh tore through his very being. Why did he continue to resist the one thing he wanted?

What is the dark; shadows around you, why not take heart in the new day?

For a brief moment suspended in eternity, he chose the light and began to go home. Then, his unquenchable anger rose again. Why should he apologize to the Ones who were wrong?

Ever and always, Always and ever. No-one can promise a dream for you Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

He turns on his heel, undecided. Forever torn between his hate and love for the light. Timeheart called while revenge beckoned. A heart-wrenching sob is torn from him as he flees from the never answered questions that pursue him.

Ever and always, always and ever, Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

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