To be used at some point, later.
I am the Forsaken; the Outcast. I am the Derelict, the Defunct, and the Hermit. I am the union of Silence and Need made consumate. I am the thrall of the Night, and usurper of the Day. Where once laid veins of warmth, instead now run chilled streams made frigid by a heart that beats colder than the Moon. I am an acolyte of the Void. A sentry meant to stand the test of time, time and time again. Where Day finds a charade, Night bequeaths the truth. I am He for whom the owl hoots. I am He for which the wolf cries. I am the Lonely.
Sleep is kept from me. For sleep is meant as tribute and treasure of the good, the righteous, and the kind. Where I dwell is among the depraved, the defamed, and the unsavory. These are my people, and I dance each night to their siren-song…