It is with a heavy heart that I say that both Jack Scot
are no longer with us.
I wish to thank them, wherever they have gone, and wherever they may be, for their words of welcome to the many new players they always greeted. For their gift of laughter. For their worlds of magic they shared with all of us. Rhy'Din is a little dimmer without them. Their words, however, remain. Their stories remain. May they always spark another tale in the hearts of those who read them.
Thank you both. Lay downYour sweet and weary headThe night is fallingYou have come to journey's endSleep nowAnd dream of the ones who came beforeThey are callingFrom across the distant shoreWhy do you weep?What are these tears upon your face?Soon you will seeAll of your fears will pass awaySafe in my armsYou're only sleepingWhat can you seeOn the horizon?Why do the white gulls call?Across the seaA pale moon risesThe ships have come to carry you homeAnd all will turnTo silver glassA light on the waterAll Souls passHope fadesInto the world of nightThrough shadows fallingOut of memory and timeDon't sayWe have come now to the endWhite shores are callingYou and I will meet againAnd you'll be here in my armsJust sleepingAnd all will turnTo silver glassA light on the waterGrey ships passInto the West