The Witch-Tower Of Vshanaad

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    Above swelling seas of blackness
    Dark crags tower in funeral silence
    Grim buzzards soar and circle
    As charnel beacons to dreaded lands
    Rise from stone a forlorn tower
    Hidden by towers of timbers exalted
    Shimmering in the wan of light of the moon
    Like an eidolon drifting betwixt lonely mausolea

    The dwelling of the wretched crone-enthroned over deep waters
    Perched atop horned scarps-the vicinage of Vshanaad
    A promontory haunted-a twisted tower dire
    A ancient witch and blind- Vaentella

    The sightless hag greets her guest
    As a strange silhouette descends from the night
    'Tis the monstrous crow feared as Kroln
    Burdened with a dormant shape

    And so the twaine doth remove
    to the nether-vaults below
    With the sleeper bound in net
    an orphan seized by Kroln!

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    Cobwebs arass the chamber- so cluttered with ornaments
    Crucibles of tomb-dust froth- cruses and vials bubble
    Cauldrons boil a fetid brew- wherein limbs of infants stew
    Impedimenta of black arts- devotion to the Nether-Guild

    The dreaming child awakes, fettered to a bed of stone
    "Her orbs will fit exquisitely", Vaentella opines to the crow
    The eyelids of the girl sewn back with the web of worm
    How lovely are her eyes... such a prize to the blind

    Vaentella procures anon a tool, an ensorcelled hook of horn
    Remove the frightened stare from her face, rape the sense of sight
    The heart of the child abducted, so loathsomely pecked out by Kroln
    Drain the steaming red, flood the witch's hollow sockets

    "I shall be whole once again..."
    The black bird seemed to laugh
    As the thunder clapped outside
    For the gleaming spheres had been set
    And the blind witch could then see
    Through the glare of another
    Aggrandized by necromancy
    Her visitas took a new shade
    "I can spy beyond the sight!"

    Vaentella stands enthralled
    Atop forsaken Vshanaad
    Glaring through cascading rain
    Able to see the oldest secrets

    For now the trees are won't to whisper
    And the seas tell forgotten tales
    The skies quoth the unremembered
    And strange constellations intimate the unknown
    Now an infinity of knowledge
    Forever shall unfold

    Peer through the yawning gulfs of antiquity
    And the chasms of archaic wisdom
    Now an infinity of knowledge
    Forever shall unfold...

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    Composition: Thegn Damieus

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