08-01-2020, 05:39 AM
Cauldron stirred, the witches fly
Above the ancient barrows of the elves
Beneath the gibbous moon and starlit sky
The magic mirror reflects their future selves
Above the ancient barrows of the elves
Dragons guard their hoard with watchful eye
The magic mirror reflects their future selves
From its icy grasp they cannot hide
Dragons guard their hoard with watchful eye
Heroes lured into a fairy ring by the moor
From its icy grasp they cannot hide
Hang the horseshoe high above the door
Heroes lured into a fairy ring by the moor
Beneath the gibbous moon and starlit sky
Hang the horseshoe high above the door
Cauldron stirred, the witches fly
Adam DH Torkelson
Above the ancient barrows of the elves
Beneath the gibbous moon and starlit sky
The magic mirror reflects their future selves
Above the ancient barrows of the elves
Dragons guard their hoard with watchful eye
The magic mirror reflects their future selves
From its icy grasp they cannot hide
Dragons guard their hoard with watchful eye
Heroes lured into a fairy ring by the moor
From its icy grasp they cannot hide
Hang the horseshoe high above the door
Heroes lured into a fairy ring by the moor
Beneath the gibbous moon and starlit sky
Hang the horseshoe high above the door
Cauldron stirred, the witches fly
Adam DH Torkelson