• Dusk has set.
    Skoll chased away the sun,
    The night has come.
    The beasts are waking.
    The call of the moon send shadows rising,
    An answer has been returned.

    It was time for fun.
    A hunt, a game for the creatures of the night,
    Catching upon the unaware,
    To lure and seduce their prey into their midst and lair,
    In the silent dead of night.

    News would come the following morning light.
    Of people who disappeared in the night,
    But they don't know they're being caught unaware,
    They would be looking everywhere.

    They are here and yet not there,
    There are dangers everywhere.
    No matter what would happen,
    They would find the missing anywhere.

    If any were to find out,
    They would churn at the thought,
    And would think they are simply not there.

    The night will wane.
    Soon Hati would come to chase the moon.
    It's time for the game to be put on pause,
    Because Dawn will come again.

    Shadows and beasts scatter back to their resting place and lair,
    Waiting for Skoll to chase the sun away again.
    A game waiting to be continue,
    So the shadows and beasts can begin anew once more.