"It's connected now
a web finely stitched
a world far in mystery
but maybe slightly missed"
the trees swayed above the merry sigher and their loaded carriage, of which the unconscious form of an unknow fellow lay atop.
"a world of foes
and friends and toads
so beautiful it glows
but as the sun begins to rise you'll surely see it grow~"
The glowing stems and flours of the world around began to fade as the sun bathed the world in light.
"the mirror is of many keys
of which the snake is the guard of three~"
The singer hummed a short tune as he pulled the carriage to a stop veering their view right into the vast chasm of mossy stone being filled with light. The chasm now glowed with deep green and faded yellow rather than pail green and grey of that still in the dark.
They mushed the horses to continue on their path, turning their sight back to the road.
"And those who believe they've lost themselves
they hold a key deep inside
the irony they cant divise~"
The horses push forward into the forest where they'd soon see the glowing vines and trees again, for darkness looms within it always.
"But that's not quite for you to know~
I'll see you soon my dear~"
