‘Neath hill in frozen northern land

Called Eluthane by name

Poneros bound the people there

And worthless toil came

Their wills destroyed by demon’s power

The dark their souls did maim

O shadow their hearts did overtake,

did overtake!

O shadow their hearts did overtake.

And in those days of servitude

The gods heard not their prayer

And generations passed away

Their children were not spared

Left alone constrained to serve

Without a savior’s care

Abandoned they toiled all their days,

toiled their days!

Abandoned they toiled all their days.

One Longest Night in lonely cell

Prayed Phlogos to the Flame

“O Hear my cry O small fire

on night when darkness reigns”

The Flame gave out a mighty flare

deep red its light became

That night to him shelter did come,

shelter did come!

That night to him shelter did come.

That morn their lord did call them

to mine on shortest day

But Phlogos found he could resist

the call and not obey

The others with him too were free

and sought to flee away

Chains on their minds the light did break,

light did break!

Chains on their minds the light did break.

“By Flame’s light,” said Luo

“We find ourselves awake,

but should we flee now on our own

the guards would overtake

Let us take the Flame below

Bonds on friends to break

For together alone we shall be free,

we shall be free!

For together alone we shall be free.

Taking up her lantern

Phos carried down the Flame

In tunnels dark its light to guide

To families there, they came

The light reflected in their souls

And freed them each the same

Unbound they all cried and sang,

cried and sang!

Unbound they all cried and sang.

New bonds they forged made from trust

Together now to fend

And called the Flame to aid them

Poneros’ rule to end

With fire held against the sword

For lord no more to bend

Flame’s light be our shelter and keep,

shelter and keep!

Flame’s light be our shelter and keep.



This poem is inspired by the culture I’ve developed for my D&D character, the tiefling cleric Hiereus. The story here is central to the religion he follows. I replicated the form of “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen” sine the inspiration for this poem came from the fact that the Longest Night story would be his culture’s replacement for Christmas.

