• I am the bringer of dreams, and the cold of the night; the sorrow that wakes you in your moment of fright.

    Fear.

    Doubt.

    And deathly chill.

    I am the figure that stands atop your hill. The sorrow of a passing friend.

    The love of your life, and the hope we mend. I am truth as I am doubt. All your lives I live without.

    Wonder.

    Joy.

    Then alienation.

    I am all the caused your precipitation. The quickening of your child's birth.

    The first steps he takes on this earth. I am not the light, nor the wall, but the shadow that lies below them all.

    Intrigue.

    Chaos.

    And finally, deceit.

    I am the unsavory flavor of every treat. The time elapsed as you wounds mend.

    The memories of your oldest friend. The product of entropy that gave rise to order. The first to cross that final boarder.

    Patience.

    Insanity.

    Before the start.

    Every single beat of your heart. The cold air you cannot help to draw.

    The fear on your mind and the passing calm. The dream that comes just before you wake, is just a product of my every mistake.

    Serenity in nothing... My favorite game. And "Nebulis" the language of my spoken name.

    Forever this, and nevermore, I follow in light and sing my lore.