PART I: STARS ARE RIGHT
STARS ARE RIGHT
City lights
Moonlit night
Elysian Fields
Stars are right
Wise Meridian
With his lantern
Watches Jupiter
Align with Saturn
A time foretold
In the Book
Never open
Never look
The Yellow Queen
Has awakened
So begins
The Celebration
Midnight Ocean
Of pure creation
Black Waters brimming
With abominations
Consumers writhing
Cloaked in night
Their Priestess comes
When stars are right
The Dragon sends
Her sacred signs
She casts her dreams
To all mankind
She’ll rise again
The Yellow Queen
In that dark sea
The Dead Will Dream
CRIMSON EYE
Minds drunk with madness
The Eye is finally open
In crimson dreams, they kneel
Even the strong are broken
Souls shackled in chains
Her captives led away
In crimson dreams, they follow
To New Carcosa to stay
PART II: MY KIND
HRUZA
We came to find our future
Carcosa lost—memories linger
And whisper that our Migration
Will bring the end for many
It is horror that we bring
Moving among them
Unable to be other
Than what we are
To the city or the forest
To positions of power
Or settled in the trees
Shifting forms and method
We came to find our future
Moving among them
And they may never know us
For what we are
IZZIGGNYX
Defilers follow
The sweetest scent
The faintest trace
Of innocence
White as sheets
We seal their fates
Black as night
Conceal our faces
I walk the halls
Of painted masks
I walk a floor
Of broken glass
Shattered mirrors
In my mind
Damned to live
As my kind
RAINBOW GOBLINS
Myriad moods
Formless and fleeting
As the passing
Of sunset skies
Prismatic glow
Of unbound hearts
Ceaseless currents
We have found
Our traded facades
Among them, passing
Perhaps a nod
A friendly smile
Those myriad moods
The sweetest taste
The flavor of colors
On our tongues
PART III: MYTHS & MAGIC
THE DOOR IN GRIMWOOD FOREST
Grimwood, since
The dawn of time
Stretched along
Crow City’s line
Reaching out
So far and wide
Yet within—
Somewhere inside
An ancient portal
May be found
Beyond? Between?
Or underground?
Foolish ones
Who seek this place
Seem to vanish
Without a trace
The gate is where
The black tree stands
A craggy blight
Upon the land
Its branches clawing
At the sky
And in its trunk
A door whereby
Those who would
Dare to pry
May meet horror
Eye to eye
Do not seek it
Don’t open its door
Lest you are lost
To the Corridors
DEVILS OF NULL
Nullites
Dreadful demons
Devouring who they can
Fierce keepers of the Underworld
Unholy
THE BEAST AND THE RING
A man with a secret
Lived in town
He’d slip away
When the sun went down
He wore a ring
That changed him back
An ordinary man
‘Til skies turned black
WHAT THOU WILT
All that can be
Seen or heard
May be molded
With a word
Or a gesture
Of the hand
Let the learner
Understand
Aether freely
Flows until
It is mastered
By the will
Adepts sculpt
Their heart’s desires
Dreams are forged
In sacred Fyr
BLACK ARC
Eternal symphony
Playing in harmony
Spawning all creation
Across time and space
Eight Edges expanding
Creeping ever outward
Enveloping Yggdrasil
And every being within
From Aer Zero to Avaruus
Revealing its magic
To devoted stewards
Vessels, Vims, and Veils
THE LOST
Led away
Where did they go?
The children left
And lived in Crow
The Teacher taught
The Empyrean Way
Studied by Vim
To this day
Though they are
A scattered few
A remnant since
The bloody coup
That violent night
The Veil stormed in
To seize the temple
And slay the Vim