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Divine Terzanelle 31: inspired by Lady Artemis
Written by: Musicante Kiusha Escath, Wordweaver
Date: Thursday, January 4th, 2007
Addressed to: Everyone
Hello everyone,
here is the last terzanelle in the Divine Terzanelle series. Thankfully,
we also have a Pentad though, so next month and the four months after I
will give you a terzanelle about One from the Pentad. (In random order
just like these). I hope you'll enjoy them.
Eruption
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The tension in the air is dense as clay
And angry rumblings echo from the earth.
It is too late to run, but not to pray,
Pray for your soul at this volcano's birth.
Hot ashes start to snow down from the sky
And angry rumblings echo from the earth.
The lava raises temperatures so high
That only in the rivers you can walk.
Hot ashes start to snow down from the sky
And trees are set on fire by molten rock.
The lava flows glow brighter than the sun
And only in the rivers you can walk.
Now all around you earth and nature burn
And one can feel the heat from miles away.
The lava flows glow brighter than the sun.
The earth spits out its fury all today.
The tension in the air is dense as clay
And one can feel the heat from miles away.
It is too late to run, but not to pray.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Scarlatan, in the year 440 AF.
Divine Terzanelle 31: inspired by Lady Artemis
Written by: Musicante Kiusha Escath, Wordweaver
Date: Thursday, January 4th, 2007
Addressed to: Everyone
Hello everyone,
here is the last terzanelle in the Divine Terzanelle series. Thankfully,
we also have a Pentad though, so next month and the four months after I
will give you a terzanelle about One from the Pentad. (In random order
just like these). I hope you'll enjoy them.
Eruption
--------
The tension in the air is dense as clay
And angry rumblings echo from the earth.
It is too late to run, but not to pray,
Pray for your soul at this volcano's birth.
Hot ashes start to snow down from the sky
And angry rumblings echo from the earth.
The lava raises temperatures so high
That only in the rivers you can walk.
Hot ashes start to snow down from the sky
And trees are set on fire by molten rock.
The lava flows glow brighter than the sun
And only in the rivers you can walk.
Now all around you earth and nature burn
And one can feel the heat from miles away.
The lava flows glow brighter than the sun.
The earth spits out its fury all today.
The tension in the air is dense as clay
And one can feel the heat from miles away.
It is too late to run, but not to pray.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Scarlatan, in the year 440 AF.