Psyche of a Thought

Musings of a soul as it travels through the endless circles of existence that we call the Universe. May these musings shed light upon the shadows of your own path in life.

Call of the Raven

The Morrígan’s Aria

Vs. 1

Sing me a riddle, or riddle me a song;
It can be short, or a few leagues long.
Tell me a tale that your grandmother told,
Of the great and mysterious Religion of Old.
Guide me quick through the murk of the night,
Safe from all that would bring me to blight.
Then learn me well not to fear such as this,
For all in the darkness shines with light’s bliss.
Sing me a riddle, and riddle me a song -
A song of the heart, beating now and ever strong.
 

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