Dark steps in blackness of night,

A dark blue eye jolts, bolts, flies

To the corner. Wide-eyed stealth.

Creep down disloyal stairs

Who scream with my existence,

Cursed things.

Moonstone illuminates my finger,

Guiding me.

Point of light bewitched

My mind, shadows stalking.

I spy my prize, slink to its

Shield, draw my dagger.

Low down and safer, hidden away. Seeing all, without being seen.

I am the shadow creeper, dark I am.

See me not.

Hear me not.

Know me not.

Of great power, but not of knowing.

Spy.
(A/N R&R, please!)