Watcher in the Dark

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A lone watcher in the dark
Her eyes searching for signs of her prey. 
They pierce the veil of blinding shadow 
To drink deep from blood of those astray. 

A child of the night and a mistress of the hunt
The Night Mother's cherished champion. 
In the name of Molag Bal she would slay Wyrm or mortal
It matters not for they are all the same, mere meat and carrion.