Deeply Forgotten

Deep, deep down in the dark & cold

Lies promises of silver & gold.

Tradition says oft not to go

But forgotten was the cause of woe.

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Heedless of what stayed below

Young Urlumb went low into shadow.

Where older than the greatest tree

The shade asleep far beneath doth be.

The boy who flouted warnings all

Would leave behind him a haunting call.

Reminded of what was above

The dark would fill itself thereof.

A people gone of mountain home

Just one more test against an old tome.