Crystalline Darkness
Where dark elves go to take their rest
Beyond where the Phoenix flies to nest
Lies power; crystalline, dark and cold
Harnessed lightning awaiting the bold
Seek this blade at the risk of your life
Far safer be it to take a basilisk to wife
Skeletons cackle silently in the dust
Mute testimony to greed and lust
Will o’ the Wisps dance round the hilt
Flickering enticingly amongst the gilt
Are you the one foretold long ago?
Cast out from above and from below?
The crystal pool and the shining sword
A king’s ransom and a devil’s hoard
Bleeding the holy, burning the fool
The crystal sword, the shining pool
Half between the East and the West
Where dark elves go to take their rest
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Author: D. D. Wolf | Category: D. D. Wolf, Fantasy, Poetry | Comments(0) June 2007