Night Without Hope

by TheBladedancer

The effects of my boredom and an aggravating muse. In short, it's a collection of poems about a few of Salvatore's characters. UPDATE: Malice has been added!

3. Jarlaxle

Night Without Hope – Jarlaxle

I have felt the worst feeling in the world—

To know that I have worth but to also

Understand in complete certainty that

My worth is shadowed by those of higher rank.

An unseen goddess rules over us with an iron fist,

But has any one of us seen her face,

To know without deny that this creature,

This Queen of Darkness, does indeed exist?

I for one have not,

And so I wait here in this city of intrigue and disaster,

Where the moon does not shine and where the

Hopeless die.

It is a constant night here where I am the inferior because of my gender,

Where I am tormented by this starless gloom,

In this night without Hope.

I try to carve my way out of the society that

Damns fellow drow,

The way of life that curses both enemies and friends.

I cascade down the spiraling stair of the dangerous blend

Of danger and mystery.

I learn to walk the thin line,

Bordering on the ultimate peril and the intrigue

That makes my kin different from any other race in all of the world.

We are masters of this lightless world,

And no one can dare to compete.

Because of this, we compete amongst ourselves,

Letting our blades quench their thirst on the blood of our neighbors.

We have no friends, no laughter.

This is a world where one fell move will sweep you off your feet

And leave you dying in the dark.

I have managed to change the course of myself,

And I have become an actor in this play of chaos.

I broke through the ranks of the norm,

And placed myself among those who decide fates.

But still my heart yearns,

As I know it ever will,

For a place where there is something more than

Ambition driving the souls around me.

I want to feel the sun of a world where there is hope.

~Jarlaxle