Who Am I?


Into the darkness
I love to go,
Who am I?
You should know.

No taste of bread
or sight of tree
ever can, or will,
distract me.

In the depths
of a mountain
I wish to hide
as has for so long been.

Give me raw fish
as a tasty treat,
I'll eat them
untouched by heat.

Into the darkness
I love to go.
Who am I?
You should know.

- Silivren Ithildin