If she hears your whimpers through the night, your hunger for more, lusting after unobtainable riches,
she may visit you while you slumber.
Like a spider reeling in her prey you will fall under her spell, letting her drip honeyed words in to your ears, selling you an unbelievable cure for your sadness; but woe traveller hear my warning if you fall for her trap and accept her blade know that it has two sides and if thou is not careful it will crush you with the weight of your own aspirations.