Resting by my fire. Looking deep ...My mind must have been... aware of a pair of eyes staring at me. ...For she has promised me...ain until it's time for me to part with thi...all she'll claim is my young heat. ...So I give my heart to the woman of the dark ...ith or without it...my life is not over ye...Stir for a while and very so...close to where the heart beats strong. ...hand is pushed into my flesh ...She'll slowly draw my living heart out of my open chest. ...She'll place my heart in the pit of the s...n the time has come for me to die. ...r he had gained not only all the] ...vision offering his eyes to The Lake..."]