The Singularity was she on my very first day,
She lit up the halls in her own special way,
Until the time came that she set off for Dis,
Now hers is a soul we'll all sorely miss.

From battle to banter she was simply the best,
She stood time and again against many a test,
Though she's now lost to the darkness of time,
Deepest condolences are expressed in this rhyme.

My dear Ravven we hate to see you leave,
You touched many who now must greave,
You were a guide, a mentor and a loyal friend
And I won't forget you 'til the very end.

After we're all gone your memory lives on,
Aetherius is a testament of all you have done,
It saddens and dismays that your work here must cease,
God bless Ravven, may she rest in peace.


Penned by my hand on the 13th of Artificium, in the year 543 AD.