The Balance has shifted. I feel it in my weakeded bones. I, the watcher have seen the twilight. I am so old, tired and weak. If i live to see the dark night... so helpless I be. So i sit here watching and waiting. The darkness is hard to see. All i see is the light struggling. Trying to escape its own prison. They did this! Thought I suffer the same fate as them. Breathing has become hard, and very soon I will sleep eternal.