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
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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