Communion of the Crossroads
Parallel passage of The Hollow Tree
When braving unknown seas, with evening Star align.
Those holding secret keys by darkened Moon divine.
Take two breaths at a time, each ending a fraction,
heed our Elders' wisdom, their will yet in action.
To fortify the bridge, each year repeat the rhyme,
twelve-pointed star extends outside all edge and time.
Near veil we find ourselves of passage covetous.
A trusted voice compels past where archons let us.
Undead tones yet echo, to silver strings attuned.
Wyrms earthly and Risen with nameless kin commune.
Breathe deep the dark and gleam as shining thread fresh-spun.
Within Darkness designed, hidden paths turn as one.
