Aye, its been hard, for so long...
I can scarcely remember not being a Member
in the oh so long Night's Watch...

I've struggled against the Cold, the fierceness of nature
and things not even Human, not anymore...

Words, Ive read from afar, stained letters
brought by Ravens, like shimmering echoes
of long lost friends, stained notes of longing,
and I've scribbled down, with shaking hands,
more words, in response, trying to Give
what life's thought me, in abundance...

I've eaten all I can muster for a day
and fed those that hunger more than me,
solely to stay alive
have been almost out of reach...

and sometimes when the Cold fires my passions...
I truly think Death will take me
in her sweet embrace

to forsake a lifelong oath is not done so easily...

but to feel a woman's touch, once more
to still that raging Hunger
that thundering heart and soul
and make her burn like Wildfire
in the mist of the night

with all the stars above as my witness
before I go into that great beyond

sometimes, I do think, it's all I'm still living for...