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The growing dark brings - nought but torment

Drawn back the veil reveals the ever-present vigil

From in the black vault - it stares intently

A message conveyed - bleak

The contents of which unknown

Forlorn and surely strange

Yet a message to convey there is

Slow and resentfully

Ichor embracing

Alien visions

Yet somehow aware

Drawn into obscure dreams

Another plane

Foreign but still

Familiar

Centred on a plateau betwixt dueling peaks

A marble colossus slumbers always

Spectral, I observed

The vision surpass dream

Once a shade, corporeal

What was ghostlike; made real

These unseen beings

Speak a foreign tongue

A language not yet heard

But one I understood

The speakers all foretell

The march of hellish fiends

Atop a tower I give watch

Where sleep dares crawl once more

Marble - Now replaced with mire

Plateau - Replaced with swamp

Dream - Leaves me in this place

Lost - Here without a way

To - Return from this dream

To - escape the encroaching dark

To - Reclaim my marble home

To - Awaken