"In the land of Vadol where trees grow tall

and darkling things crawl under the bows,

In the heart of night where the nightbirds call,

and waking men shiver in their boots.

That is the land of nightmare things,

of nightbirds' wings,

of dreams.

Tread not in that far-flung land,

lest you wish beneath the earth to stand,

or have your mind come apart at the seams." -Childrens rhyme of Iedad 


Noble Blood Idabrius