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The Glyph Priest Poem
By Nestor Drake #13872
Staring at the morning rise of our white star
Its dancing glowing waves consume my mind
I see my conscience, my sincerity, my zeal
offered to the Holy glyph priests
like a platter of fruit, ripe and sweet

Penetrated by the blazing majesty of the Antenorans
of this primordial dark side of the force
I am emptied out my soul to Ugorino
until I can only feel the warmth shine of Sereia
the heat of my heart remain the the Blood Plains
in communion with the Great Architect of Suzel
of this mysterious existence of our ancestors the homoglyphs
we all clamor within Antenora and our brethren

seeking the path to be illuminated by Hatza
seeking to put respect in our footsteps once again
and carry the whole in our palms together
seeking to be warmed by inner benevolence of the Nogarsh Hatzamin of Aknah
seeking to burn with divine conviction we call upon the Antonoran's
seeking to be fearlessly fueled by the fire of our invincible spirits and will

seeking to submit our small minds to a greater cause
like the sacred wood from the Cliffs of the Fallen
to feed the flames of the Peaks of Fire
of a higher light from the Forgotten Temple
a deeper heart mourns the loss of
an ancient brightness stolen from us
that would of warmed our souls
that we may shine like Azar's looking glass
as humble sparks of our white sun reflects from it
bowing to the power found with in the Well of the Dragon
Shall our zeal flame our hearts
Conquest shall be obtained from the Hollow Lands to Sea of the Rising.

DJK Lucyeth
#13700