°°Alone, am I? °° Amidst the hoots of the clamorous owl, surrounded by the hues of moonlight and dancing wity the wings of the bat - there lie I of perhaps there walks this soul called I... °°Alone, am I? °° Amidst the hoots of the clamorous owl, surrounded by the hues of moonlight and dancing wity the wings of the bat - there lie I