Dreanachk, Darkness
Dark, dark, and darker still.
The forest sits, in blackest pitch.
Trees of stone of ancient wood.
Dark on dark, with only red.
The only light is from its hands.
Despite its title, there it stands.
It does not fit, but will it stay?
The punishment for its crimes,
the Gods do tell of darker times.
Times of shadow, times of fear.
It did escape the ancient woods
and plunged the world into tears.
The Dark Ages, The Gods Revealed.
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