-Serpent Dungeon
The chain unbows
She hath been set unto motion.
Her silver wheel turns,
Turns into a rocky abyss.
Unsheathed the sword.
Which lies in thy heart.
For only the chipped rock can ride
the tortured soul.
Hazardous lies falter through the
Misted clouds of agony.
The unfluttered lock
Searches forth into they golden key.
Following through the dischanted forest
Waves of leaves fall forth.
At site in sparkled streams,
Faintness glows swimming the rippled mind.
In all closure
Only remaining one thought.
This to be broken
or thy cursed upon thy?
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