To black-cliffed isle the shadow flies,
Reflection cold, it blocks the skies.
Sailing on to reach of east,
Chasing dark shadow beast.
Nothing fills blinded hands,
As icy sea laps darkened sands.
With cloak of grey, and bright mage light,
Raise staff against the force of night.
Look far in search on open sea,
Black bond of mist set spirit free.
Look far to end what has begun,
Mage meets his dark to join as one.