She is the dark one...
As a bird I watched her from my cold tower in the heavens
And when she fell from the northplace, I flew down and 
embraced her
I took her where the snow falls forever, she showed me 
the haunted woods
We gathered together in the oaken palace, free from both 
death and life
The fire blazed in her eyes one day and she tore the soul 
from my chest
With a bleeding heart, I flew back to my cold tower
To never escape and lie in a pool of death forever