• Blank Slate

    This is my blank slate,
    do I wish to tempt fate?
    A sacrifice I have made,
    to the darkness I disobeyed.
    I sealed the evil in a stone,
    as I tuned to dust from bone.
    A thousand years is all I have,
    Til dust from bone is renewed by Mave.
    Then the darkness will descend,
    the one who died will live again.
    Unless the sealer is set free,
    all is lost in divinity.
    Heed my words and heed my cry,
    run while you can... before you die.