Shadows Calling

If you do not understand this message, it is not meant for you. In fact, I doubt it will be meant for anyone who reads these words. Let them pass, and if you do not understand them, merely let them be forgotten. This is a working, and the words written here are a focus for my mind. With them, I add my voice to those already calling in the night. I weave my words and will with theirs. What power I am given, I lend to this purpose. In this starless night, the hidden folk are calling. The shadows twist and stir with life. A silent cry echoes its stillness. It calls out to the lost, the forgotten, the forsaken. It calls to those who walk invisible, to the children of despair. Come. A court is being held here and now. Sanctuary offered. Surcease of sorrow. Come, follow the call. They weep for you. Come. I do not know how long they may wait. Follow the calling of your heart.