In the darkness you came to me
Shining as a beacon in the stillness
Wind gentle upon your raiment
Pure white glowing on your skin.
Taken as I was by the vision
Need and duty pressed upon me
Fear and hope and much more
Falling into words spoken.
You pleaded with me to turn
From danger appointed, to fight
Alongside those of your lands
Knowing that my Blade was needed.
I could not tarry there, My Lady
Blessed as I was by your affections
My heart taken by another, Elven-fair;
I wished thee only happiness.
I rode away onto paths darkened
Never for a moment did I forget
The pain at our parting in the Shadow
Upon me now as you lie, still and broken.
How, My Lady, shall I heal thee?
The shattered arm only needs time
Will my skills be enough to bring thee
Forth into the world, unknowing.
Will you wake to despair?
I will leave you with your brother,
My thoughts, however, shall remain
Ever upon you, White Lady beautiful.