Tuesday, August 15, 2023

Episode

 I see her now again.
She roils, she grumbles:
Threatens.
Sinking, whirling depth of cold!
I shudder.
Time has been so good apart, she's been so far, 
So fair this weather, fine.

Bal-rog's bellow, hiccough-hiss and
Soul-fled, faint, that shrunken ache to shrivel life 
Through paltry corpse.
She beckons.
I daren't disobey. I know this darkness far too well.
I daren't walk away.
But oh, the light has been so kind!

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