5. Fading Away
Where has he gone, the Pale King? Where has he gone? An empty cloak; Gone into shadow. Your master soon will follow him, Sam; Pierced he was by a Cold that fire cannot warm, an Ice that eats as acid to the depths of his soul. What will become of my Master? He is silent, shivering in the dark. Life has drained from his arm and he Fades away by my side. Each day straying a little more In emptiness. Each night he tells me it Grows a little darker, Tells me he prefers the night, which is Less empty. He is leaving me, pulled into this Mist alone. Pulled by some evil tide To some terrible place where I cannot follow. My hand steadies him, And I feel him tremble under it. Closing his eyes in vain against Some horror carried within . Another day is ending, Where will we find our hope?
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