Citadel


Secluded in the distant fog
I heed the apparition
Monotiths of stone and ice
Reach higher than lightning

As I creep further I witness their tribunal
Formal liturgy of a foreign idol
The wizards gather, robes still like stone
In the passing moments, their anxiety grows
Until strident bedlam breaks the night

I strain to hear the elder
As he speaks in low tones to the celestial companion

Undulations with too much meaning for words saturate the air
Visions rife with war and loss grasp my soul
I hear the wizards plea to dispel the obscurity

Hear their pleas fall lost on their savior
The sovereign specter slices keening air and is
Reclaimed by the firmament

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