In shadowed depths it does so creep,

What demon lurks in silence deep?

From fearsome beast to imp so small,

Beneath the moon's pale, eerie pall.

Once mighty, now a shadow faint,

Its fiery eyes now dim and quaint.

What fate has shrunk this creature's might,

Removed from it all strength, all fight?

From terror's forge to whispered myth,

The demon shrinks, its legend with.

-Cautionary poem recited by young Demons