Through blackened mist
and sodden earth,
The crows above shall sing.
In tune with bones
And creaking lids-
Open, the coffins spring. Continue reading “Shadow Creatures”
Atop the mountain,
Hail and snow.
The winter breeze-
An awful blow.
Raging rivers
Frozen fast,
In the distance,
Valleys vast.
Continue reading “Dragon’s Den”
Through large arched windows
Mountains stroke clouds in the distance.
A magical presence
Filters through earth and sky.
Trees of the forest grow from spirits passed. Continue reading “Retired Wizard”
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