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To the cavern of fire
Where the seven hundred steps
lead to Enchanted Wood
I pass
The open is desolate
Wind as only wanderer...
Hay sways like moonlit sea
and the torn answers
The strange game of colours begins
and the stars sheen rhythm
Kadath opened,
The feast of silhouettes
I yearn to enter..
To feel, to know
From the towers painting I learn...
A painting of time, spiral portal to
timetales of eternity
Humans fate revealed...
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