Such a great being was he. Gave of his time. Gave of his meager wage. Gave of his magic. Such a gentle being was he. Raised his hand against nothing. Raised his voice against nothing Raised his magic against none. Such a wise being was he. To all whom asked wisdom spoken. To all whom strived magic dispensed. To all whom needed guidance given. Such a murdered being is he Taken to darkness in sleep never to wake. Murdered cowardly in the slumber. A roll of the dice and the fool taketh his life, and his corpse. To the alter his physical being strives. To the alter where the physical must to dust turn so the spirit may be free.