Daughter of the Sun and Moon

I am not of the elven fair,
of which is adorned with golden hair
I am not of the dwarvish kin,
of them against the orcs they would surly win
I am not of the shire folk,
of who love most every oak
I am not of the wizard kind,
of wiser men you will not find
I am not the men of great,
of whose destiny is of honored fate
I am not of the evil of old,
of whom is so dreary and icy cold
but of sunlight and moonlight,
a child of day and night
what I am you will discover soon,
that I am daughter of the sun and moon.