My Pact with Death

Death... I have promised death that one day we will meet. A day when thunder strikes without lightning. A day when a murky sun ascends And when the painful sinking nerves are overcome with sleep, And the golden moon rises slowly through the mist of shadow.

When the sun sets at twilight, And night is on the horizon. When it is neither dark nor bright, Neither night nor day. When life no longer subsists, And the corpse starts breathing.

I have assured death that then we shall meet!

- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras