Reivax Camlost

14 September 2017

Who is the sun in a blackened sky

Who is the light, that out-shines lies

An artisan of hope, facsimiles

Warden of the darkened places,

Where precious shadows dance on faces,

Keeper of the hidden things



  • Reivax Camlost

    This poem has been reconstructed, after I lost it because the UI is crappy.

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