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Aghast by this mighty rainfall,

for the winds are pissing widely

as ill-lit clouds enshroud in thrall

upon the woods of Vântoase.

Lightning strikes a grand reflection

into the bowels of the lake.

Great waves ruptured from the tension,

like a thousand shifting earthquakes!

And I foreknow what this intends,

cosmic chariots shall ascend...

Alas, the agony begins,

for misery pervades my heart

with great abhorrence from vast whims,

awaiting to ignite vile harm.

Finally, my nightmare spake true,

like a funeral threnody.

I felt so forlorn in my view

by this sight leading the belfry.

Charioteers rose from the depths,

for they dare to snare our children

with their thickened grips and anguish,

like needles embracing friction!

Then a gatecrashing breeze approached,

the lea of the gales was invoked...

Untold vines intertwined their wheels,

like chants beckoning Cthulhu

and I perceive their damning shrieks

as an imminent death of fools.