Within a glass sphere, an unveiled maiden so fair,
A vile sorcerer's grip, her in despair,
Deformed creatures lurking, in the eerie night,
As the wicked wizard grins with twisted delight.
He shrinks the glass, her fear takes flight,
Feasting on her anguish, under the pale moonlight,
But fear not, brave heroes, we'll stand up to fight,
To shatter the glass prison and end this dark blight.
"Fragment of an Atlanean song"
Matt Mangion
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