" Oh, hear our prayers, undeclared God of Night. God of Darkness, deliver us from Light.” “Hear our prayers.” “Oh, hear our songs, God of the Evening, God of Blackness.” In time, up wells the familiar refrain: …And the Hammer of Darkness will fall from the sky; The old gods must fly, and the summer will die… The black candle remains unlit on the black stone cube. “Deliver us from Light; deliver us from the flame of our oppression, from eternal day that lets us rest not, nor slumber. Hear us, and deliver us, thy servants, from the bondage of eternal brilliance… "

― L.E. Modesitt Jr. , The Hammer of Darkness