He walks as in dusk.
His only light
the other half of himself.
Reluctant to be here
But no other where to be.
Then came another tether to the light
One that gave him reason to dream.
But he kept the dusk around him.
Til his first light was fading
And a deal struck with the Night.
A Night without feeling or regard
Swift to claim Her prize.
Now in the full dark he walks.
Save for a brief moment,
When his Lights shone on him again.