Apotheosis

Velvet of leaf of the frozen sand,
High above the man of grand
Where the call remains afar her reach,
Beyond the empty stones that breach.
In silence to mark those forgotten times,
All for the reason to ascend and climb.
Yet what she seek the past could provide,
Except of the runes where death reside.


Art: Apotheosis by Apofiss

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