He was alone in this landscape. The only light for miles around. He was the keeper that brought a warm glow in the valley of dread. Solitary, slow and deliberate, this being walked proudly forth, clearing shadows, lighting those that were hidden. He spoke to no one, needed no one. Yet he knew his existence was a curse, and before long, he would have to search an heir to his responsibilities…and he pitied the poor soul. It would not be easy. 

He was alone in this landscape. The only light for miles around. He was the keeper that brought a warm glow in the valley of dread. Solitary, slow and deliberate, this being walked proudly forth, clearing shadows, lighting those that were hidden. He spoke to no one, needed no one. Yet he knew his existence was a curse, and before long, he would have to search an heir to his responsibilities…and he pitied the poor soul. It would not be easy.