Into the blackness of night
Into the shadow of death
You blow sweet kisses to me
As I ride into the night

My stallion quivers beneath me
Takes nervous dancing steps
I calm him as I ride and wait
For foul creatures to come to me

Into the icy darkness
A pallor of fear descends
My stallion, noble, tried and true
Is balking, blowing at the darkness

I hear it then, a cold shiver of leaves
As something tries to stalk
I’m waiting, alert, sword in hand
For it to part the leaves

I’m silent, waiting, but nothing more
And silence does descend
I think, that’s strange, and turn my head
And then I think no more