You follow me, I follow you. I am the last brother of Night. Time is what passes when she waits patiently for your demise. I am Time, brother of the Shadows and the Night. I am the Time that you keep, Time that you live by and die by. When you have run out of my help, run out of time, the Shadows come in and the Night leaves no trace of your ouny existence. The Night rules on, the Shadows never fall and Time will tick by, never stopping for you. Or for anyone else. Time may be small but so very important. When your time is up you have but one thing to say. Hail Night. Hail Night.