Þou aƿakest into a dark forest.
Looking up, þou canst see þæt þe time is nyȝt, and þe skye is a deep, blood-red.
Månen (Þe Moon) is too a crimson, but briȝter, standing out against þe ƿelkin,
Shining ƿhat lyȝt it can upon þe frozen forest pæþ before þee below,
Subtly inviting þee to trek þiðer onƿards, unto þe unknown.
Þou canst go forward.