What magic lies just on the
Wild horses drove him there, beyond
the highest peak. Lured by whispers,
succulent and sweet, because forbidden.
Bubbling, the cauldron burned
the blazing fire. The spell was cast,
enchantment thick upon the tainted air.
The energies of earth are deep
and stronger than us all.
And there he took his fall,
it was his ascent. Moon and stars
were blended in a fuzziness of mind.
Pleasure sang, and clarity dissolved.
Mere moments and his soul was bound
within her blazing touch.
Light seeks darkness to survive
the night. And fueled by the battle
building deep within his soul, he
stole away without a single word
of his intent. Blaming her for all
the energy he chose to spend
along the way.
Witch's brew - the fire water,
never leaving air enough to
? Michaelette ?
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