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.
