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2015-09-09 07:31 pm

The Mountain's Call

The mountain kills its poets, and the mountain maddens bards:
the chair of the giant who slumbers here—it furiously guards
whatever secrets gifted once to those with fae regards.
Turn away, O would-be poet! Turn away, O hopeful bard!
You’re worth more living than inspired, more than Annwn’s discards.

Her name was Tesni, bright, warm, strong. Listener, take heed: )

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