Vard Lokkur’s Reluctance

 

by J.A. Von Schinzel - Reynolds

Replenish

Envelope

Commune

Spirit

 

The Gods called

Tend the Fire

 

Condone

Accept

Hex Breaker

The Warlock

 

Vard Lokkur

Black as pitch

 

Crown of bones

Upon her head

Razed ground

Burning

 

Before Nature

Call the Spirits

 

Diabolical

Grand summons

Call them

Now then

 

Air, Sorcery

Evocation

 

Waters

Drowning

Boiling point

Blood smothered

 

Yet the Gods made love

We can trust that

 

We can let go

Can't we? 

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