Now here's something interesting. Even though the etchings were written in ancient Elven, it was intended to be recited in Common, for it rhymes in that language. It reads:<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Count you the shadows, watch the sun,<br/>The wise know where they stand;<br/>While knowing not the time to shun,<br/>The fools must find themselves undone.<br/><br/>Like lustful swain or panicked child<br/>Who beg another's gentle hand,<br/>The fool delves heedless through the wild.<br/>The wise are not soon beguiled.<br/><br/>When darkness falls and dreams portend<br/>The rising of a fearsom foe,<br/>The fool, swift striking, meets his end,<br/>The wise know foe from friend.<br/><br/>Let art and image point the way,<br/>Abandon all you think you know,<br/>For commen sense leads fools astray.<br/>The key is simply this: Obey.<br/><br/>The wise must never strategize;<br/>They never play, unless to win.<br/>They see the harm in comfort's lies,<br/>And seek to open weary eyes.<br/><br/>You've fought your way, you've risked demise,<br/>To view the ivy heart within.<br/>Now as the soul within you dies,<br/>This knowledge is your only prize:<br/>You'd never have come, were you truly wise.</em></div>