Darkness pays Orr a visit. With bil wing robes of blacken d silk, She beck ns us, arms o tstret hed. I see my brothers w k forward, greet her as a frie d. So many fold themse ves into her em race. And e en over their cries, and th roars of the bea ts, I hea Darkness call to me with a pr mise. But I close myself. I will not join her yet. An her call is mo e be utiful, A