Where the glass reflection of the lake stills, the final dew creases no surface, beneath the waters there is you, Guindlen of the deep. Who crept upon the shadows of memories and strode in dreams. The one who kept a sun in their chest and peered into the sovereignless. The one who praised empty lands and toasted the crown of the cold prince without a kingdom. Your breath is but only escaping bubbles, and when they disperse, they whisper " Arbinel "

Inspired by Shima33 " Yaru. " which can be found here https://soundcloud.com/shima33/yaru