The Curse of Nyx.

Pride Ed

Amidst the blackness of a frost-covered glen,
Charon sought the help of his darkest kin:

“Beautiful Nyx, I elicit thee
For thy shadow’s baleful trickery!
A night hath worshiped thine darkling sin.
Prithee, dear Nyx... Come unto me.”

Nyx: 
“Dearest Charon, who calls me with glee,
Why hast thou summoned me?”

Charon: 
“I ask thee for guidance,
O’ Beautiful one!
Dearest sister, Callisto’s soul needs undone.”

Nyx:
“I’ve dominion over Cimmerian shade,
In which phantasms doth wade!
Mine dear brother, I’ve altered such shadows too;
Whole nightmares weaved anew!
I’ve also glimpse sadness, such lovely pain
The darkness hath shown in haunting refrain!  

 Charon: 
“Create such visions,
Dearest Queen of the Dark!
Disdainful visions
That shall leave their mark!”

Nyx:
“It shall be done, collector of pain.
Poor Callisto’s torment shall be of great gain!”

Thus thine enchantress begun her spell
To taunt Callisto’s fragmented tale:

“O’ Pale apparition whose soul is henceforth doomed,
Come to Callisto in delightful gloom!
Bestow upon thee a vision of pain and sorrow
Whose unfortunate significance shall be borrowed!”