Angel

Lyrics: like a ghost through a fog/like a charmed hour
Inspiration: “He woke in that grey hour of twilight when it would
seem easiest for unearthly wanderers to stray between the worlds,
and the sickly light, struggling to pierce the veils of night,
gives all the earth a wan and distorted strangeness,
like a dead face seen through the fog.
That charmed hour
when neither light or darkness has power,
and the creatures of both seem to scurry,
mist-shrouded and inhuman, through the unsettled spheres.
Source: “The Island Of The Mighty” – Evangeline Walton