Asking Nyx (the goddess of night) to show the way to heavenly dreams. This is simultaneously a standalone spell and an excerpt of book 11 of the Ethereal series.
Shrouded in the sable, by Nyx knit and spun,
Through argent lumens, of Luna’s quiet sun.
Fear’s shade falls quiet, allaying mortal fright,
In dream’s hallowed haven, under moonlit night.
On the marge of Lethe, I quietly stray,
To Elysium’s shores, before dawn’s first ray.
Lydia Vvinters 