Oh, These Beautiful Lands!

  Wrought in moonlight a pallid land awaits

  Long since fallen with birthed iteration

  Stories of lords, kings, bards, maidens conflate

  Accursed Kesh! Her dark goddess nation

  A country in five pieces sets the stage

  Where the woods creep the spirits grow and bloom

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  Apparitions rule space between our age

  Rest now the times to bow down at king's plume

  Follow nought but with folly in thine heart

  'less ye embody those of great glimmer

  And embrace the grace of goddess restart

  With faith allow your soul to be dimmer

  To spite the world's blinding vicissitude

  With eyes shining ablaze set to conclude

  From "Dallathvos and other Stanzas" by Saint Tomevel Raleigh the Suitable