LUX02
EMPLOYEE NO. 1313
DATE: 1-31-2020
FILE REFERENCE: LUX02
TOTAL: $0.57
I awoke to a chorus most frightful, and I fear it might be quite foresightful. Though these words do not ring close, I do not believe they are chilled prose. Still, the hand of fate is fickle, especially as he draws to our neck a cosmic sickle, these words could be penned just to tickle the grinning man. However, I feel a connection to these words unlike any other as if to say they come from another. Another in an other, a world otherworldly. If these words hold value not from those who we are already indentured, I believe it is safe to say we are in for an Otherworldly Adventure.
From the depths of darkness, yonder, Lucifer in exile wondered,
Untimely banished from Heaven, now Hell she walks this world no more.
Yet an Otherworldly figure in her place rises, an Omen that surely surprises,
An ethereal Eight dreamt up by cold hands of Fate.
With her falls the veils of walls concealing secrets ne’er seen before.
Four planes and nothing more.
First of planes, celestial fire, forged in astral realms bore.
An ocean of stars, a cosmic choir, beyond the reach of mortal shores.
Second, shadows draped in twilight, where the whispers of the night entwine with specters pale and bright.
In a gleeful gloom forevermore dwell the phantoms of disorderly night.
Third plane, a realm of dreaming, labyrinthine, ever-teeming.
Boundless thoughts and visions gleaming, where the Gods are ever scheming.
And the fourth, enigma’s veil, where time and space alike shall fail,
Mysteries that none can assail, at the fated frenzy of winter’s wild hail.
With the planes revealed, so too were four keys, their form abstaining.
Ancient relics, powers containing, to the chamber sealed in yore.
“Seek the keys,” a figure’d eight chants, “through the realms, by shadows haunted, unearth the secrets long enchanted, open wide the chamber door.”
Four keys lead to nothing more.
Searching, through the darkness, ever lurching, in realms of ancient lore.
Torn between the realms of reason, seeking what Fate lies in store.
If the keys are found, what horror could lie in wait at the core?
Thus, we tread the realms unending, chasing whispers, the truth ever-bending.
Through the realms of ancient lore, we must seek what lies in and at
The End.