When all that they are is all they will be,
And the fires of change burn out on the sea,
When the winds of tomorrow blow back yesteryear,
And the past is the sum they have left to hold dear,
When they dare not move forward,
Yet they cannot go back,
When their sons and their daughters
Despise them their lack,
When betrayal seems better
Than staying the course,
When the most they can do
Is remember their loss,
When they find themselves trapped ‘tween
Their wants and their needs,
When the air that sustains them
Grows poisonous to breathe,
Beware He comes hither…
He slips through their door,
A vision of beauty,
So arrant and sure,
A promise of salvation,
A seductive entreat,
A glimpse of tomorrow,
A victory so sweet,
He offers eternity,
He claims that he may,
Alas, all he gives them
Is darkness, not day.
And who will be left then
To show them the way?
Who in the tower
Will guide them this day?

GemQuest, Book II, The Awakening