Annwyn (Bardic)

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By: Kitarel Posted on: July 08, 2011

In the darkest reaches of the dungeon deep,
A circle of mushrooms - a secret to keep.
The sweetest song enticing all
To close your eyes, and into the darkness let fall.

The cacophony of voices, a gentle breeze,
The colours fade and the mist does creep.
An island now, a strange new place,
When thick as mud, magic you can taste.

Staggering adventurer, walk on silent toes
To the forested woods overrun with cloves.
A majestic lion, his mane like flames
A feral wolf, no cage could tame.

Sweet Selkies at home in the cool mist
Beautiful fairies from below offer a kiss.
The Lady of the Water sits below
The lake depths her watery home.

As the Light whispers her final note,
The sun now fading to pale gold.
The magic erupts and takes its grasp
On the creatures of Annwyn - none shall pass.

A haunting Mistress holds you tight
Your air grows short and lose your fight.
I warn you now, no matter the cost
Don't get trapped in the Land of the Lost.

Beautiful in crazed madness
A Kelpie rears in deathly sadness.
Her hooves strike true, to open chest
Beneath the waves - your final rest.