Mordraig

The gods placed cricks in my neck so that I might not gaze upon the heavens, and yet I defied them and lay upon my back to drink in the vastness of the night sky.

Angered, they caused cities to be raised and lights to illuminate the ground and drown out the heavenly host,
and yet I defied them once again. I went to where there were little lights of man and absorbed in the light of countless stars, and marveled at the vastness of the universe that hung above me.

Born of you I am, and yet my soul swims in a Sea of Stars