Ye Olde Magicks

The Serpent Inquisitor

harbringer, carrying thy holy burden
Un-worked stones of time


The grass tall on the hollow hills
Sorrowed faeries ceased to fast
His circles and symbols, attracted the spirits
Of whom thought lost


His prayers to them and summons
Drew the moisture from the ground around him
The lids of each his eyes, malformed to his forefingers, left and right
His voices, a parody of gibberish


The catalysis began with the rising of the seas
When the powers made the material descent
His melting torso showered the children
With conditional understanding


Creatures that dwelt in the clay
Upheaved the ocean floor in clouds
Billowing red sand


They have awakened to cleanse
And heal the spiraling worlds


Claimed long forgooten ages ago
He spoke of nightmarish malice, but the beauty


Incomparable, these aliens brought this planet life
Purifying in graceful slaughter

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