Waking Dreams

Disclaimer: The following is based off the Universe of the Old Kingdom, created and owned by Garth Nix. It does not in any way belong to me.

She slumbers,

Bound deep within the Earth

Tied to the Narrow tunnels that house Her.

Hearing the echoes caused by the clamor of Her voice

Crying for the world.

In Her dark abode

She shifts to the scent of the eternal amaranth

And the sweet fragrance of rosemary.

Feeling the pull of ancient weavings,

Into which She'd poured the entirety of Her being,

Leaving just a shadow.

It calls to Her

Reminding Her of the past

Before it all.

She hears it

But unable to answer,

She is torn.

The Song resounds,

Pulling at Her soul.

She wakes…

And She remembers.